Jek took another calming breath as they landed, watching as Aeris practically ran off of the ship. His attention shifted to watch Jax leave and head in the other direction and he slowly got to his feet. "You need to meditate, control your emotions. Sith or not, you need to maintain control. You put more than just yourself and Jax at risk if you cannot focus." he said, pausing as he turned to get off of the shuttle. He was going to tell her the new terms but decided to she needed to gain focus first, so he set off in search of the one he was more concerned about. Using the Force as guidance he followed it right to a tree with the lone figure sitting at its base. He breathed out a calm and knelt down beside her, sitting back on his heels he reached over to gently take hold of her hand. He rubbed soothing circles with his thumb, sending his calm to her "Things will work out. Their divided attentions are something we can work on when we return to the cruiser, for now, perhaps we should split into two and search separately."<br/><br/>An-Lok was going to rise up to be the first to march off of the ship, to strike fear into those that saw her march off of the ship. But she never got the chance, because Aeris was standing as they landed and as soon as the ramp was opening, she was gone. It left her a little surprised, leaving her to watch as Jax too hurried off of his ship. She exhaled heavily in annoyance, ready to get up and storm off of the ship when Jek was standing up to talk to her. Her anger flared but she said nothing as he left quickly. She stormed off of the ship, her robe flared out around her in an open showing of the Force and she reached to crush a crate nearby before swinging around glaring at the soldiers. "You will stay, and you will guard the shuttle. Nothing more." she barked out before marching towards the strongest pull in the force she felt which led her to Jax. She took a calming breath and walked up to him. "You and I need to mediate." she told him, glancing around before leading him over to what appeared to be a nice secluded spot. She sank down to sit cross legged, her hands on her knees as she took in a slow breath to attempt mediation. It was rare the Sith did so, and longer still for her who had not done so since the start of the war.