Aeris chuckled at Jek’s response to her offer to spar with him. She shrugged, “Suit yourself. But if you want to train with me another time, just let me know,” she winked, before giving the other two a half-wave over her shoulder as she led the way out of the room and towards the lift. She looked to Jek when he spoke once they were alone, telling her that he had been meditating and trying to find a solution, but none had presented itself. “The solution is obvious, at least I think so,” she retorted thoughtfully, “The issue is that no one else wishes to face the confrontation, and I cannot do it alone,” she added and sighed.<br/><br/>When the lift stopped, he held the door open for her and told her that he would get them breakfast while she showered, giving her a smile. She returned his smile before stepping into the doorway and then stopping for a moment, although she didn’t look back at him. “The problem with running from conflict is that it will always find you. If you face it, at least you have a fighting chance; if keep running, it will inevitably catch up to you, and it<span style="font-style: italic">will</span>destroy you,” she left him with those words as she walked quietly down the hall, never looking back.<br/><br/>She could feel the concern he felt, and she knew the reason why, although she’d not yet said anything to him about it. She decided then that she would take her own words to heart and before they left today, she would talk with him. She had an idea, she’d been holding back because she was afraid like everyone else, that if she told him, he might not agree, that she would only make things worse. She hadn’t wanted to fight with him, nor did she wish for him to become someone he was not, or give up on what he believed in, so unlike the other two, she hadn’t tried to sway him, nor had they argued about it. That didn’t mean that there was no tension, it was just different.<br/><br/>When she reached their quarters, she opened the door, stepping in and closing it behind her. She headed for the bathroom and turned on the shower, shedding her sweaty clothes and tossing them into a hamper before climbing into the shower. She took only a few minutes to rinse off, taking an extra minute to just enjoy the warm water washing over her, as though somehow it would cleanse her worries. It hadn’t, but it felt good on her sore muscles, and it at least helped to ease the slight tension they had begun to feel again.<br/><br/>After finishing up, she dried off, wrapping the towel around her as she left the bathroom to find some clothes. She put on her undergarments before choosing an outfit to wear, one that was different than the one she’d worn on the last planet. This planet was a little colder, although nothing nearly as cold as Hoth, so she opted for an outfit that would be at least a little warmer.<br/><br/>She chose a pair of fitted black trousers and a tight long-sleeve black shirt under a fitted high-neck black and gold tunic top with loose sleeves falling around her elbows in the back and an inch or so above them in the front. The tunic was long, falling down to her knees in the back, with an asymmetric wrap front that was long on the left side and open on the right. She pulled out the other parts of the outfit, including an armor piece that would go over the top to protect her shoulders and the more vulnerable parts of the chest without hindering her movement, knee-high black boots that came up over the knee only in the front, a black and gold belt, and fingerless armored gloves to match, placing them all out and near her saber. She would don the rest of her attire once she had eaten. For now, she thought that Jek should be back any moment.<br/><br/>--<br/><br/>Jax caught that An didn’t want all four of them to end up on the lift together, so he made no move to follow the other two as they left. He looked at her when she pulled on him, leading him to the middle of the mat. She held her hands up and asked him to show her how he did<span style="font-style: italic">that</span>. “This?” he asked, focusing the Force into his hand as he punched her hand, although he was careful not to actually hurt her. He had been focused on teaching her what she had asked and hadn’t even considered that he might be tricking him—he really should have learned to expect that by now—so he was caught off guard when she grabbed him by the wrist and moved to sweep his legs from under him before turning to toss him over her body and onto the ground.<br/><br/>He didn’t fight her movements, instead, he went with them, and as she looked down at him, giggling, he grasped her wrist before she could release it, using his position to his advantage and pulling her forward and flipping her so that she would hit the ground between his legs. As he completed the movement, he sat up, so that he was looking down at her with a teasing smirk, “Perhaps I break yours, too,” he suggested, leaning down to give her a kiss before he stood.<br/><br/>The next thing he knew, she had darted off, running from him. He laughed lightly before running after her. He was much faster than he had been when they were kids, and his long legs meant that every stride carried him further as he followed after her. She was all over the place, climbing, rolling, and flipping all over the room. He made no move to follow when she climbed, instead finding a route that seemed to match the route she’d take, paying close attention to her movements and patterns so that he could predict where she would end up and thus where he should go.<br/><br/>He recognized that she would climb high and then go low, and eventually when she’d climbed high, he currently predicted where she would come down, rushing to the area, sliding in just in time to catch her on her descent down. “Got you,” he grinned as he caught her. He enjoyed seeing her smile and laugh as she looked up at him. “Agreed,” he replied, kissing her back before setting her down. He took her hand and led her to the lift. “Shall we shower and get food together?” he asked as the lift took them down towards their quarters, “Or should I go grab some food while you shower?” he had no real preference, exactly. He thought that the first was likely to end up taking more time—perhaps a lot more—so it might be best for them to split up, since he didn’t want to keep the other two waiting for too long.