Erin scratched her cheek nervously at the Noghri's offer to continue her training... As far as she knew, Vor'loch was no master in the Jar'kai 'dual-wielding' style like her deceased master was. Still, what mattered was his status as a superior in lightsaber combat. It's not like he became a Jedi Knight without having exceptional skills.

"Don't worry about it, I've already come to terms with Master Sabalya's death... He wouldn't want me to mourn or anything, I'm sure he'd tell me to quit being such a boring child and that life is for living..." Erin chuckled at remembering how Aldeo lacked the deadly seriousness that made so many Jedi who they were. She looked to the floor as she thought about the offer, before turning her gaze back to him and nodding, "Alright, Vor'loch. As long as you don't mind it, I'd very much like to be 'Padawan #2' as it were..." The girl grinned, visibly and audibly more at ease being with the other Jedi now she'd spoken with them a little.

As she finished, Erin glanced back to see who had stopped outside the room. The Feeorin Jedi wasn't doing anything but standing there, staring at the metallic floor. Erin couldn't help but wonder what was bothering him, ...uh, [I]besides the obvious.[/I]

"...Hey, why so shy? Come join us. It's Alaric, right?" Erin raised her voice over at their silent comrade.