Aeris was grateful that An had agreed to the terms of her agreement with Jek.<span style="font-style: italic">“Thank you,”</span>was all she said before focusing her attention on Jek. She couldn’t help but smile when he grinned at her, watching as he tried on the boots, testing them out and apparently liking them, as he decided to purchase them, along with the other things he had picked out. Aeris was going to suggest that he purchase a bag or backpack to carry his old clothes, but he picked one out himself and bought it along with everything else. She had seen a few items that she liked, but as she had no need for them now and they would only add extra weight, she did not consider buying them. She made note of the items and the store though, in case she might want to come back for them later.<br/><br/>For now, once he’d paid, she headed back out towards the street. She nodded when Jek said that they could continue. She pulled her hood back into place, having let it down when they were inside the store, and then began to head north again. He was soon beside her and they walked side-by-side through the streets, blending in more easily now that he had more suitable attire. She glanced his way when he asked how long she thought it would take, then focused her gaze ahead once more as she thought about it.<br/><br/>“It depends, I suppose. If we can convince them to cooperate and come with us without a fight—or without too much of a fight—we can probably collect the closest four by the end of the day,” she suggested. “Of course, there’s no guarantee that will happen, but I’m pretty convincing,” she said the last part with a teasing half-smile and a wink. She hadn’t told him, but she’d chosen their targets, their route, everything with a specific reason in mind. She rarely did anything without a purpose nowadays. She was no longer that impulsive little girl she’d once been.<br/><br/>The first of the Force Sensitive they were going after was not that far outside of the city. He was a young widower with a strong connection to the Force and no longer had ties to this place. The next was a young woman who lived alone and seemed like she was in a place in her life where she probably wouldn’t mind the change. The last two were a young couple who had moved here to start a new life, but who were unsatisfied with their life here. She thought that there was a pretty good chance that she could convince all of them to come with her by choice, without having to fight or force them to leave, which was a big part of why she had chosen them.<br/><br/>There were Force Sensitives grouped around the planet that would make easier targets to collect several of them at once, but those that had grouped together had done so for a reason, which meant that they were likely more resistant to leaving, they had ties and a reason to want to stay, which meant that they might fight. It also meant that she would be tearing them away from the people they cared about. It wasn’t as if she was so noble that she would refuse to do so if it were required, but she was not without a heart, either. If there were other feasible options, she would at least try to make the right call; if not for her sake or the sake of those whose lives she was uprooting, then for Jek’s sake.<br/><br/>These individuals were also all within a relatively small area that they could travel easily within a day and circle back around to the shuttle. They could probably even make the journey in that time on foot, so it wasn’t as though it was a great deal more work, anyways. Again, assuming that things went smoothly and according to plan. If they picked up a speeder for transport, they could cut down on the travel time between each small village and probably give themselves the buffer they needed to account for any small hiccups, and the route she’d chosen was something like an arc that would end to the northwest, which would give them a decent path back to the shuttle without having to cut through the city or its narrow streets.<br/><br/>She opened herself up to him alone and allowed him to see her thoughts and plans. She was quiet for a time, allowing him the time he needed to process the information before she spoke up again. “What do you think?” he asked, curious as to whether he agreed with her plan or if he had any different ideas or suggestions. There were benefits to traveling by foot just as there were benefits to traveling by speeder, so she was happy to hear his thoughts on this matter as well.<br/><br/>--<br/><br/>Jax tilted his head just a bit as she looked him over, telling him that the color brought out his eyes. Considering that she proceeded to pick out different shirts, though, he gathered that she didn’t like it before she even said as much. “Sure,” he chuckled just a little as he took the shirts she had pushed into his chest, going back into the changing area as she pushed him to do so. He shed the jacket and put the blue shirt before replacing the jacket and stepping out to show her and see what she thought. He came out in time for her to step out in the outfit she had chosen, informing him that this was why she hadn’t changed her style.<br/><br/>He examined her for a moment as she told him that she had picked the smallest size. It was a bit amusing, but he controlled any urge he might have felt to make any sort of sort, or even facial expression to give away his thoughts. The soldier that had accompanied them had not been so controlled, and Jax was definitely not envious of the look he had earned. He focused on her outfit again, though, when she took the jacket off and asked what he thought.<br/><br/>He moved closer, coming to stand a few inches from her and moving to come down into a sort-of squat. He then rolled the sleeves up just a little and the messed with the shirt around her hips and waist to try to make it so that it didn’t seem quite so big on her, then stood up and took a step back to look her over. “Hmm. The color looks good with your hair, but I don’t think it’s the right shade for your eyes. The style doesn’t seem right for your body type, either,” he let the words slip before wincing slightly, realizing how girly that probably sounded.<br/><br/>He quickly waved it off and held up a finger before walking across the shop to a different area where he picked out two shorter tops rather than anything long or tunic-style, one was a dusty rose color and the other burgundy. He also snatched up a shorter midnight blue jacket on his way back, for something a little different. “Here. Try these,” he suggested, handing them to her and gently pushing her off to the dressing room area as she had done to him before. He thought that the colors would look nice on her, and the shorter, tighter-fitting styles would probably be at least closer to her normal fit.<br/><br/>While she was changing, he returned to his own dressing room and switched to the green shirt and then put the jacket back on, looking in the mirror for a minute before coming out again. He thought that he liked the blue better, but it might be too much blue, since it was a similar color to the jacket. He waited for her to come back out to show her the shirt, and to see how the ones he had picked looked on her.