Aeris had not discounted the idea that he could consider the possibility of her being a ship collector or some other individual who just happened to have this ship in her possession. There was, however, the fact that she was obviously Force sensitive, even if she were suppressing her power to some extent. It would likely be too much of a coincidence for anyone moderately intelligent and cautious to accept, or at least she thought so. It was certainly not something she intended to count on.<br/><br/>At any rate, he didn't mention it, nor did he seem to be any more on edge than she was, so she chose not to worry about that for now. If he figured it out, props to him. She liked a challenge and she liked people who were intuitive and perceptive, so it wasn't like she would be upset if he figured it out, so long as he didn't try to kill her or anything like that. She likely wouldn't confirm his suspicions right now even if he voiced them, though.<br/><br/>When they arrived at the pub and she introduced herself to the Chiss, he introduced himself in kind, calling her Miss Aeris. She might have corrected him, but decided not to, considering that it wasn't so much a tone of formality as it was just being polite, and she couldn't fault him for that. "Thank you. It's a pleasure to be here, Lieutenant," she responded with a polite smile, her own voice accented, as many of those who grew up in the Empire tended to be.<br/><br/>She let out a light chuckle at the exchange between the four of them, the Lieutenant telling the girls to kick him in the skin every now and then, and Sei calling him shameless. She found it amusing, and she didn't hate that he seemed like he wasn't a total stick in the mud, nor did he seem cruel or uppity towards those beneath him, which was all she had ever known in anyone in any sort of position of power. Then again, the Sith empire wasn't known for its kindness, and many within the empire viewed kindness as weakness, and cruelty as a right that should be embraced by the strong. It was idiotic, to be sure, but it was ingrained in them, so it was unlikely to change anytime soon, and she was certainly not cut out to be some kind of revolutionary rebel leader.<br/><br/>She stifled a laugh at the latter exchange, as the Prince turned the lieutenant's cap backwards and commented that he looked like a true Corellian gangster despite, evidently, not being Corellian. She gave a small wave to the Chiss officer and followed the giggling girls and grinning Prince into the pub. This was certainly turning out to be amusing, if nothing else.<br/><br/>She looked around the well lit room as they entered, taking in the scenery. It was a lively pub, rather large and filled with all sorts of activities, from what she could see. There were men crowded around a dancing hologram, of course, while others sat by the bar smoking, some lounged, and others played card games. The two twins quickly left them to join the other cadets who were apparently playing some sort of holo-game. She was not opposed to this, as it meant she could finally talk to him alone.<br/><br/>She took note of the dart boards in the corner, which bore a Sith emblem plastered to the center, and were obviously peppered with their fair share of blaster fire. Not surprising, but not comforting to her, either. She made sure that her gaze did not linger abnormally on the boards, and she didn't let it make her feel worried or unsettled. It was to be expected an even so, she was not in any present danger, so she allow herself to remain calm and relaxed and to focus on the positives.<br/><br/>The prince chose a booth to slide into and practically sank into the cushion, making it clear that he had most likely been on his feet much of the day, which was also not surprising, all things considered. She slid as gracefully as possible into the seat across from him, leaning back against it  with her hands folded neatly in her lap. She tilted her head just a little, observing the man across from her in silence for a moment. It was unclear whether she was thinking, enjoying the view, observing him in a more objective manner, or some combination of these.<br/><br/>"We're finally alone, huh?" she asked, pausing and making a face that was obviously conceding a point that she had made to herself. "Well, as alone as we can be in a crowded pub, anyways," she smiled lightly. "So, tell me more about yourself," she suggested with a light and casual, but genuinely interested tone. "You're obviously not from here," she pointed out, although she was not specific as to what she meant by here, as she was considering the possibility that they were not from this time, although she had no solid proof to support this hypothesis. "Where did you come from?" She asked, although it sounded like she was wondering this aloud as much as she was asking him.<br/><br/>"Don't get me wrong, I'm quite happy your ship happened to fall out of hyperspace right in front of me. It's quite exciting, really," She admitted honestly, resting her elbow on the table and gently resting her cheek against the back of her fingers. "After all, it isn't every day I get to meet a Prince, or a charming young man such as yourself. Even rarer that I meet someone who provides stimulating conversation," she had the playful, bordering on flirty smile on her lips again and her eyes danced lightly with amusement, showing that she was enjoying herself. "I am quite certain that there has never been a time when they were one in the same, so color me intrigued," she added. Despite her playful mannerisms, she wasn't actually teasing, nor was she lying. Surprisingly enough, she was genuinely interested for once.