Aria remains largely quiet for the rest of the duration of the exchange, her gaze flickering carefully from Satele, to Syo, and then back to Yerbol as she tried to judge their thoughts on the whole matter. This whole thing made her skin crawl. Something was very very not right, and she didn't like it. But she'd agreed to this, so she had to see it through. Nodding her head, she rose as Master Shan dismissed them to the hangar and trailed after Yerbol like a lost kath hound pup, her fingers twitching towards where she would have kept her saber out of reflex each time they passed a Jedi in the halls on the way down. She resorted to clenching them into tight fists and keeping them rigidly at her sides until they entered the ship that they had been assigned by the Masters.

The constant chirruping from the navcomputer was almost enough to drive her mad. Grumbling something under her breath, Aria leaned her head down into her hands, pressing the heels of her palms to her eyes while Yerbol frantically punches in the same co-ordinates over and over again. Eventually they register, the navcomputer stops screaming and the ship makes the jump, Yerbol retreating back into the room to the side of the cockpit. Aria leans back in the co-pilot's seat and lets out a relieved breath. 

She remains where she is for a while, convinced that he would rather be alone than put up with her company any longer than necessary. But eventually she comes to the conclusion that they will have to talk and find some amicable terms by which they could get along (as Yerbol himself had pointed out the night before), or this mission would be over even quicker than it had started. Sighing again, Aria rises to her feet and troops through the doorway to join him, leaning on the doorframe as she watches the flickering blue projection of Lysa scrambling over towers of rock and shouting excitedly back towards her brother. 
"You know....if we hadn't been trying to out-do each other at everything, I might've liked your sister." she admitted, smiling thinly as she sat down opposite him. The words probably brought him little comfort, and they wouldn't even begin to be enough of an apology for killing Lysa, but she felt the need to say it nonetheless. 

The acolyte slouches in her seat, reaching down to undo the buckles on her boots before she pauses and her odd-coloured eyes flick up to narrow warningly at Yerbol.
"One snarky comment about my feet and I will [i]end [/i]you." she promises with every ounce of seriousness, before pulling her feet free. She rolls each ankle carefully, wincing for a brief second as the one he had twisted in the tomb cracked loudly. "Well, I didn't mean to be so abrupt last night, I was just...on edge, I guess." she shrugs a little. "When you've been taught to hate something all your life it's kind of hard to try and act civil around them...but I guess I do owe you an apology." an uncomfortable grimace betrayed the effort it took for the words to come out without slipping into her usual sarcastic drawl reserved for every adversary she faced, "And a thanks for not dismembering me as soon as you had the chance. I'dve done it."  

That wasn't so hard, maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all. "So uh...I promise I'll do whatever I can to help you find whatever it is your Masters are looking for out there, I can co-operate when I want to." Aria smirks and glances away from Yerbol towards the window as the ship drops out of hyperspace and a planet looms into view. Molten magma bubbles out of cracks at various points in its surface, emitting an eerie red glow that offset the thick green foliage that obscured the rest of it as they broke the atmosphere. Aria stands again and wanders closer to the windowpane, whistling loudly as she takes in the strange mix of terrain. 
"Jeez....this is some freaky kind of get up, isn't it? Lava and trees in the same place, weird." if she had felt uncomfortable about going into Wild Space before, the feeling hadn't abated now that they had arrived on the planet. 
She rocks back onto her heels and whistles again, hands resting on her hips. "Dunno if I like this..."