"The Jedi keep their word, Aria. No harm will befall you after completing this operation for us and we will ensure that your travel arrangements are discrete." The Masters rose after Shan's attempt at comforting the acolyte, Syo telling the duo:
"We expect to hear a decision from you tomorrow. At the moment, it is almost nightfall. There are quarters just down the hall for the both of you. We will meet you in Hangar 52 tomorrow morning so you can inform us on your course of action." His gaze locked with Aria's.
"And if you decide to make an escape attempt, understand that the entire Republic base knows that you're on site. Either face the entire force of the Republic here on Taris or attempt to survive in the Rakghoul infested ruins of the planet. Your call." As they departed, Master Shan projected her voice into Yerbol's mind, telling him:
"Meet me in an hour in the Ambassador's quarters. We will discuss more in private." Yerbol sat back, head tilted upward. He would have a chance to express his concerns to her, thankfully. Speaking of concerns...
"You know, you could easily escape if you wanted to. I'm sure of it. I think you're going to stick around because you want the kind of power this operation could give you." He looked over at her, his eyes searching hers.
"And that's what terrifies me. To be corrupted by beings made up of pure darkness...I don't know if I even want to go through with this." A smirk came across his face.
"But that's what I do. Face dangerous opponents for the good of the galaxy and whatnot. You should try it sometime. Rather thrilling." With that, he left the room, eager to meet with Master Shan. 

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"And you had known? This whole time?"
"Of course. I wasn't at liberty to tell you because your sister had been hunting for the True Sith for quite some time. I wanted to see she could succeed in her mission or turn back. I thought..." Master Shan looked away from the Knight opposite her, eyes cast down.
"I thought she would turn back to us after pursuing this. Lysa was a good woman, a fine Jedi in her own right, but needed to see the galaxy for herself. I believed it would be best for her to leave us, but to think she went to Korriban, to fall that far..." 
"Master, no one could control Lysa. You know that. But to not her brother, who could've helped?"
"You're helping now. You weren't needed then."
"Needed? Master, that was my sister!"
"The Force guides events very differently from what we perceive as 'correct' or 'logical'. Yes, it would have been correct for you to try and help her, but how much help would you have actually given her? Through Lysa's discovery, we have the ability now to find a race of beings that could spell the end of the Sith forever. Without Lysa, we couldn't have done this. You have the chance to redeem your sister's memory by pursuing this in the right frame of mind." Yerbol grit his teeth, wanting to lash out verbally at the pragmatism Master Shan was exhibiting, but there was a part of him that knew she was right. Lysa had gone about this the wrong way, but Yerbol could do his sister proud. 
"I just...I just need time to process this."
"Of course. We'll see you in the morning." 

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Yerbol clambered up the stairs to the hallway where he and the Masters convened with Aria. He took a step forward, then heard a grating noise from the end of the hallway, a squeak following, then silence. Odd...