Aria's eyes followed the lists of numbers on the datapad as Neta's contacts blabbered back and forth about Bracknell and Soto's previous travelling arrangements, shifting impatiently on the spot. This was old information, they needed to know how to deal with what was going on NOW. Thankfully, that part of the conversation didn't last very long and soon they were putting forward the kind of information that they could actually use. Now they had to think about whether it was more important to seek out this Jedi Battlemaster (if his title was anything to go by, he certainly SOUNDED like he could provide them with useful information) or whether it would be better to get out of sight before they drew attention to themselves.

Aria voiced her thoughts out loud, hoping either Bol or Neta might add to them or agree, and they could move on from there: "Well, I don't know...Nar Shaddaa's a pretty big place." it could be risky for them to go prancing through the streets in full view looking for the guy, but what if he could help them out? "The question is, is it worth risking us being spotted to find him?" she leaned back slightly in the chair, but not too much because she was afraid that it might collapse if she put too much of her weight onto it, "What if we head down there on our way back to the ship, just have a quick look around and if we can't find any immediate clues we should get out of here." they couldn't afford to risk staying in built up areas for too long. Bracknell (and likely Soto) would be actively searching for them in order to subdue them. "If we can't find him, I'm sure the SIS can, right? Isn't that, you know, what they do for a living?" clearing her throat, Aria jumped to her feet again. "Can we get out of here now, please? This place stinks and if I have to breathe it in any longer I think I might throw up." 

Thankfully, neither of her companions argued with the suggestion and shortly afterwards they had stepped out of the backwater bar and into the (slightly) fresher air. "So...the temple is...." she turned around in a circle a few times as she tried to get her bearings. There were transportation vendors nearby that could get them there fairly quickly, but that would require them to provide some form of payment and that might mean putting their names on paper. "that way somewhere....It can't be THAT far, can it?" she looked towards Neta and Yerbol carefully. "Unless either of you have a better idea." she'd never been more glad that they had Neta with them than at that moment, or they might have been standing there scratching their heads for much longer. At least they were in the right area now, even if Aria still had no idea what this Battlemaster guy actually LOOKED like. 

"I'm guessing you'd know him if you saw him?" she quipped playfully at Yerbol, not having missed his over-the-top reaction to hearing about the Battlemaster's presence on the planet. "Cause I wouldn't know him from the next guy in the street." speaking of that, there didn't seem to be awfully many people in the streets around here at all. All the better, she supposed, for keeping a low profile. "So, if we find him then what are we going to-?" she was interrupted by the holocommunicator in her pocket chirruping insistently to announce an incoming call. Aria's first thought was that it was one of the Padawans or Acolytes back on the ship trying to get through to them to warn them about something, so she sidestepped off the main pathway to answer it, beckoning her two companions after her. 

The miniature hologram of Roan that greeted her after she had pressed the button was a less-than-pleasant surprise.
"You deliberately disobeyed me." he didn't raise his voice, come to think of it she couldn't recall a time he had ever shouted at her. Aria often wished he WOULD yell, because the disappointment that edged his tone cut into her far worse than yelling ever could.
"Daddy, I-" before she could attempt any form of explanation the Sith Lord had cut her off again.
"I'll wring that mercenary's neck when I get my hands on her for not following my instructions." Alarmed, Aria quickly leapt to Neta's defense in an attempt to placate Roan's anger (the last thing she wanted was for her father to hurt Neta on their account, they HAD persuaded her to help them after all):
"It wasn't Neta's fault! We got ambushed by Dustmakers on our way there and we HAD to change course! We tried to go to Korriban but there was a blockade and then they blew the planet up and Nar Shaddaa was closest. She was just trying to look out for us!"
Much to her relief, he didn't question the little white lie any further, instead ending the call with:
"Stay where you are. I'm coming to get you before you get yourself bloody killed." 

As the communicator disconnected, Aria looked back up at Yerbol and Neta, grimacing uncomfortably. "I was hoping it'd take him a while to find out..." Roan must have finished with whatever 'loose ends' he had mentioned previously and made his way to the expected meeting place only to find that the trio were not, in fact, there.