A quiet groan of frustration escaped Aria as she took in Neta's concerns, resting her head in her hands as she grumbled quietly under her breath. After taking a moment to collect herself, she looked back up at her companions and addressed Yerbol's question. "I don't know...it IS a tricky thing to do..." she admitted, chewing her lip as she tried to consider whether there would be enough strength between the grop of them to slow the momentum of a ship of this size. "I mean, we could hit turbulents on the way down and get thrown towards outcrops and then we'd have to actually MOVE the ship back on track between us and..."
"It's doable." Roan muttered, eyes not leaving the screen readings. "Tricky, yes, but doable." 
"If we work TOGETHER." Aria put in firmly. "That means no putting each other off, or any of that." 
The others were quiet as the statement sunk in, each seeming to think about it from their own point of view. 
"He's right, isn't he? It would give us the advantage." Takree chipped in. "No-one would follow us down there too quickly."
"We'd be making ourselves easy targets if we set up on the other planet." Roan continued. "They would assume we wouldn't be brave enough to try navigating the peaks and check there first, if they managed to track us out here."

Aria looked from the other Force users back to Neta again, who still seemed less than keen by the whole idea. Had they not taken enough risks for one trip? Probably. But they needed to give themselves the advantage somehow. She was well aware that she might be held responsible for anything that went wrong (for not being the one to step forward and say 'this is going to get us all killed'), but in the circumstances before them it seemed like an extra risk worth taking. 
"I think we should try it. We could use all the extra advantages we can get right now." 
"Son of a bantha!" Neta complained, throwing her hands into the air. "You're going to get us all killed. Fine...fine, but remember that I TOLD you so when we end up wrecked on the side of some giant rock formation...thing." the pilot conceded, heading back towards the cockpit to take the controls. 

"Alright, well...everyone focus. We can do this, we just need to be VERY careful." Aria swallowed the lump in her throat and settled down on the floor beside the galaxy map, palms turned upwards and rested on her knees. "Get as comfortable as you can and concentrate, if any one of us loses focus we could all die, so...no pressure." a nervous chuckle escaped her again before she shook her head. Once everyone else in the room had found themselves a space to occupy, she called ahead to Neta. 
"Okay, Neta, let's get this over with!" 
The only reply from the former spec ops soldier was another disdainful snort, before the ship's engines whined loudly as she pulled back the throttle and put them into a descent through the patchy atmosphere. Aria kept her eyes closed, letting the Force show her where the dips and spikes in the rock clusters were rather than allowing her physical sight to distract her. She had to admit she worried about the abilities of the younger Force users, they were even more inexperienced than Aria and Yerbol and she wondered if they could deal with the pressure involved in undertaking such a task, but she had to push that aside and trust that the rest of them could use their own strengths to make up for it. 

On more than one occassion, a warning siren would cut through the silent atmosphere as the ship rocked too close to one of the formations, Neta's stream of curses almost loud enough to drown out the shrill wailing until the group could push or pull the ship back onto the right course by manipulating the eddies in the Force. She had no idea how long it took them to get all the way down, but it seemed like lightyears later when the landing gear finally deployed and the engine noises abruptly ceased. 
"We did it? HA WE DID IT!" Vano crowed jubilantly.
"I thought we were gonna die that last time for sure."
"You okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine!" everyone's relieved exhortations seemed to melt into one, Aria opening her eyes to find everyone's faces painted with various grins of pure relief. 

"Breathe, Aria!" it wasn't until a strong hand clasped around her shoulder and shook her that Aria realised she had, in fact, forgotten to breathe during the entire descent. Ducking out of Roan's grip, she sucked in a sharp breath and looked around the room for Yerbol, smiling a little herself. 

It was a small step, but they'd worked together as a team to get the ship down without killing anyone else.