Aria had opened her mouth to answer Yerbol's theories with her own, but just as he started to apologise the scream from further along the passageway cut both of them off. Narrowing her eyes warily, Aria picked up her pace into a brisk walk.  She paused and craned her head up to peer at the five prisoners, before her attention was diverted to the strange alien as he gave them instructions on their task. He was unlike any race she had seen in the past, but before either of the pair could ask him anything else pertaining to the task or the alien himself, he had vanished entirely from their sight. 
"Well, of course." For once she didn't argue against the suggestion. "I'm sure I have more experience in the field of interrogation than you do...besides, I don't think you have the stomach for it." Her teeth flashed faintly in the dim light of the torches as she grinned at him. While it was a snide comment for the most part, there was an undertone of a witty nature (perhaps a sign that she would slowly warm to Yerbol's company over time), if he could see past her lack of repulsion at the thought of torturing people. 

Resting her hands on her hips, the acolyte bounced on the balls of her feet in agitation, gaze returning to the prisoners. "Did you [i]have[/i] to hang them from the ceiling? This doesn't make this any easier." She muttered under her breath. Trying to intimidate someone into giving you the answers you wanted when they were higher up than you made things tricky at best. There was a general lack of other implements (from more generic equipment to the starving beasts that would occasionally be used on prisoners at the Korriban academy), at tjeir disposal; therefore she would have to focus on Force-based techniques alone...it was doable. Perhaps more difficult, but doable nonetheless.

Rattling the chains that the cages were suspended from was effective. After their squeals of surprisehad died down, she began to speak again. "Right. I'm going to start asking questions-"
"More questions? We've been here for long enough, we've told you everything, just let us go!" The Rodian interrupted, perhaps hoping that if he appeared brave enough it would persuade them of his innocence. 

Aria rolled her eyes; dropping her lightsabers into the clips at her belt, she extended her hands out towards the cages. Blue bolts of electricity jumped from her fingertips towards the five prisoners, causing them to cry out sharply in pain. She started with low power, for now. 
"-every time you don't give us a satisfactory answer, or if you lie to us-and believe me, I [i]will[/i] know if you are-I'll turn up the voltage." She studied the prisoners with a quirked eyebrow, her head tilting slightly to one side. "So, we can do this the easy way or the hard way. First question: someone explain to me exactly how you ended up in here." Her attention directed towards the Twi'lek who had seemed rather quick to condemn the first woman. "You. Start talking."