Aria accompanied Revan to the same room where they’d first met the galactic legend upon arriving in this portion of the Unknown Regions. The Champion found herself a place around the table as Yuno called up the holograms of the planets and all their associated datapoints, taking some time of her own to examine the information in front of them whilst they waited for Neta and Yerbol to join them again so that Revan and the Heralds could go over the plan they’d come up with. Yuno and Revan both looked up as the doors behind her slid open and the twins who had first led the Qyaari party to the compound filed in, followed closely by Neta and Yerbol, who immediately came to stand by her side and placed an arm around her. Out of instinct, Aria went to reach out to him through the Force as they had always done, but quickly remembered that the bond was no longer there and so instead, the smaller Champion leaned back into his touch briefly, tilting her head up to meet his smile with one of her own. It was the best non-verbal reassurance she could give him with their bond no longer being existent, but she was immensely relieved to find that it might be enough for now, if his expression was anything to go by. She wanted to say something more, but Aria reluctantly had to shelf that for later and return her attention to the Heralds as they began to explain the plan to those who were assembled. 

The party listened in silence to the explanations offered by Yuno, Desun and Kyla, though naturally Kytra frowned at the last assurances and had another question to offer in supplement to the one which had come before it. 
“And you’re SURE he couldn’t just leave Arcann’s body, what’s to stop him from jumping from Arcann to Vaylin, or Force forbid, one of US?” she gestured around the room at the Heralds and Qyaari who were present, the Selonian’s fur prickling with noticeable worry. 
“He won’t.” Revan assured firmly with a shake of his head, providing some further clarification for the group. “Yuno and the twins are right...with these weapons, it SHOULD work. Kind of like a power circuit. Valkorion drains Force power from others - people, creatures, planets, absolutely anything he can get his hands on - in order to fuel his own. If you take some of that power away...he won’t be strong enough to maintain a connection to an outside source, meaning he won’t have the strength to switch from Arcann’s body to another person’s.” 

Or...so they hoped. Aria didn’t say it out loud, but she was thinking it.

“That’s only WEAKENING him, though.” The Heralds’ leader clarified, his eyes travelling from one member of the party to the next as he continued: “If we want to KILL him once and for all, that means we’re going to need all three. Again, like a power circuit, you can kill the main generator, but unless you kill the back-ups as well then power COULD still be restored. If any of us are going to be strong enough to end him, it’ll take all three of these weapons to do it.” 

Kytra’s ears flattened uneasily against her skull. 
“So...we’re going to have to split up?” she queried slowly. 
“Yes, we will.” Revan answered with a nod. “There’s no way to do this efficiently without splitting us up, I’m afraid. All of us going after each weapon will take far too long and we run the risk of Arcann and Vaylin coming after us again.” 
“But...splitting up is gonna make it more dangerous, right?” Kytra pressed.
“Potentially.”
“Not if we’re in small groups.” Aria interjected quickly, hoping to cut off any potential panicking from her apprentice before it started.
“ - Exactly.” Revan finished, looking between them as he listed off each of their names. “The idea is to stay in threes, that way everyone has some sort of backup; so, Aria, you, Kytra and Ethan will look for the weapon here.” the Heralds’ leader raised a hand to point out the hologram on the right of the display.  “The atmosphere seems pretty standard, from what Yuno has managed to dig up in the True Sith records, but there’s a LOT of surface water to work around, I don’t know whether you’ll have to dive for it, but be prepared just in case.”
“I hate water-” Kytra complained softly under her breath, but abruptly silenced any further protest after another piercing scowl from her mentor. 
“We’ll be ready.” Aria promised. 
“Yuno and I will take your friend--”
“Vano.” the Mirialan huffed softly. 
“--Vano, right, sorry.” Revan muttered a quick apology, “And go after the other two.” 

There were a few tidbits provided about the other two locations, as well as an exchange of more questions between Revan, Vano and Ethan, but Aria wasn’t paying much attention to those admittedly.
“What about Yerbol?” she interjected, noting how Revan had conveniently left her spouse out of both strike teams. Logically, she could understand why of course, but that didn’t mean she could simply overlook him in the same way. He was still more than capable of doing SOMETHING to help them, even without the Force. Neta, who had been quietly taking in the plan of action up until this point, spoke up once more. 
“Well, if you’re still worried about these guys coming after you...why don’t we disrupt any and every comm system of this Eternal Empire that we can? Flood the channels with white noise and they won’t be able to run scans, give orders and so forth. I could use a hand with that.” 
“That’s a...very good idea, actually.” Revan mused, nodding as he looked to the other Champion this time. “So Yerbol, you and Neta do everything you can to keep them off us.”
“We’ll do our best.” the former spec-ops pilot promised. 
“Alright, then. We move out in an hour.” Revan declared, “Make sure you’re ready.” 

Most of the party members filed out of the room after the dismissal, moving off to prepare themselves in whatever way they saw fit for the tasks at hand. Neta paused briefly to place a reassuring hand on Yerbol’s shoulder, flashing Aria a knowing look before she followed after the rest of the crowd, leaving the two Champions alone for a brief moment. Aria let out a shaky breath, turning to take a step closer to her spouse and embrace him tightly for a moment.
“It’s gonna be okay.” she murmured into his chest, “Everything’s gonna be okay...I’m here. I’ve got you.” 
She knew she’d have to let him go eventually, but until that moment came, she didn’t really want to. Bad things always happened when they were apart, and even if Aria knew this was the RIGHT way to plan things...it didn’t mean she had to LIKE it. 
“...You be careful out there, Ari.” Yerbol’s voice wobbled just as much as her own, and the shorter Champion could only cough out a laugh in response.
“I-I will, I promise. You and Neta take care of each other...just like old times.” maybe that would help...thinking of it as a re-run of the old days, with Neta and the two of them and her father at the other end of the line barking angrily about what a bad influence Yerbol was on his daughter…

Aria had to cut off that train of thought before the tears threatened to well up again, she released her grip on her spouse only to stretch up to cradle his face in her hands tenderly instead, muttering tearfully. “I’ll be back soon.” She couldn’t promise that, really, though, she knew she couldn’t. None of them knew what was going to happen once they left, what Arcann and the Emperor who possessed him were capable of...but she wanted to. So badly, she wanted to assure him that this was temporary, it would be over soon and everything would be back to normal…
Instead, she had to settle for a better set of words, words they both knew would always be true regardless of the outcome of this plan: 
“[i]I love you[/i]. And I ALWAYS will; no matter what happens, I need you to remember that. And I’ll fight like HELL to come back to you.”