Ila looked to Airus as he had begun to suggest she help to take the holocron away. She started to wonder if the Sith spirit would try to stop them, whether it could, whether they'd be able to...
'I do not see enemies'
What? Her stance relaxed slightly, not out of reassurance, but out of confusion. This sith spirit, using the dark side with all of the gloomy reds, the stereotypical antithesis of the jedi... doesn't see enemies? This almost made Ila more worried, seeing as her first logical conclusion would be that it thought all of the jedi in the room beneath her. A thought like that didn't bode well, so Ila returned to her readiness to escape or fight.
Quietly, Ila listened to this... neutral sith spirit? It didn't take long for another surprising turn of events to come about. The sith spirit speaking of things it shouldn't have known lead directly into a lot of slamming, the world outside being entirely cut off save from significant effort from the strongest of creatures. She immediately felt claustrophobic, which was strange, since she normally didn't mind enclosed spaces. The whole situation was unnerving to say the least, and now the world outside was nothing but a faint dream. Seeing as her previous comment had been made out of nervous worry, and likely didn't help either, she maintained her silence. The spirit had said it didn't see enemies, so it probably wouldn't attack unprovoked, so she finally truly relaxed her stance. She did ensure to mentally prepare herself to start using battlemind if the need arose, but otherwise tried to simply sink into the background for now.
'Not a sith holocron...'
'No, I was always a sith...'
Ila started to give up understanding the full intricacies of the situation. This ghost was a sith that wasn't an enemy, but also not a sith, just from the empire... it felt like the two sides had an impasse about how they viewed sith, and that wasn't about to change in the next few minutes. Well, that was her thought process until the ethereal being outright said against having practiced the dark side. So... not a sith, just culturally a sith...? Her thoughts to herself abruptly ending with the shielding around the room being removed and her out of the norm claustrophobia faded. She tried to stifle her chuckling at the feeling of relief as everything seemed to calm down at once, but said chuckling was audible, to say the least. "Oh... sorry..." She composed herself quickly before moving over to Airus and whispering "This isn't the kind of sparring I had in mind."