Aeris was glad for his agreement when he told her he wouldn’t have it any other way. She focused on reaching out to the others to let them know that they would split up and give them to locations of the Force Sensitives on the planet. She then began to lead him north, into the city. She hadn’t told An just yet. She had wanted to do so in person, but she guessed that her opportunity had passed her by. She would tell her soon, though.<br/><br/>She stopped when they neared the shops and Jek told her that he thought he needed some different attire. She smiled lightly and nodded, following him inside. While he picked out clothes, she reached out in the Force again, this time only to An.<span style="font-style: italic">“An,”</span>she called to her through the Force,<span style="font-style: italic">“I wanted to tell you in person, but I spoke with Jek this morning,”</span>she told her,<span style="font-style: italic">“They will not hinder our mission, but I have agreed not to take any of the children, and I intend to keep that promise,”</span>she explained, hoping that the other Sith would understand. She then paused a moment before adding,<span style="font-style: italic">“I also intend to allow them to contact the Jedi about the children. If you disagree with this, we can talk later in person. I just thought you should know,”</span>she finished her on spiel and waited for any form of response from An.<br/><br/>The two had never spoken this way before, so she wasn’t sure how practiced the other woman was in using telepathy. They were also a good distance apart now, although their bond would make it a little easier to communicate over the distance. Just in case, she focused on any feelings that came across their bond, as these were much easier to send over distances than words, so if An disagreed, she would feel it through their bond, even without words.<br/><br/>She looked up when Jek came out of the dressing room in a completely different outfit. It was functional, with the jacket serving to cover his lightsaber and offering a hood if needed, and it was still simple, yet just a little bolder than his usual attire. She smiled and nodded, “It looks good on you. I like it,” she said honestly as she walked closer and looked him over before looking around thoughtfully. “Ah,” she picked out a pair of boots and held them out for him, “These will probably match a little better than your boots, and they’ll likely be warmer, too,” she suggested, although he certainly didn’t have to take them. Either way, she thought that the clothes suited him. She felt that he was trying something a little different now that he had the option, which she didn’t blame him for.<br/><br/>She understood his feeling, as she had once felt the same way he had. Not every Jedi wore the same uniform, and her Master had been one of those who wore things that were a little less traditional, but she still stuck to the neutral colors, and a more simplistic style. When Aeris left the Jedi, once the war was over and she had the time, she’d tried on a lot of different types of clothing. She’d purchased various outfits from various planets in her travels, partially to give her more versatility when she traveled to planets with different environments and climates, but also because she had enjoyed the variety. It was nice to pick something you liked rather than sticking with a simple color. She wore black today, but she often wore a variety of colors, although she tended to stick to those that didn’t clash with her crimson hair.<br/><br/>--<br/><br/>Jax didn’t mind when An told him that she wished to go south east rather than west. He nodded, “Alright,” before pulling his own hood up and heading back to the shuttle, too. The group she was referring to was farther out, at least a day’s journey, so they would need some supplies and probably some warmer clothes, since neither of their attire was particularly warm. He got the feeling that An already knew this, though, so he didn’t mention it, just followed her back to the shuttle.<br/><br/>As he watched her order the soldiers around, he noted that she was commanding, but not as harsh as she had been in the past. He allowed himself the briefest of smiles and to momentarily feel a little proud of her for the control she was maintaining, before he pushed the feelings down. He knew that he was supposed to be a Sith now—or a Dark Jedi, he wasn’t sure—but he reverted to his Jedi training, to maintain calm and stay focused, not allowing his emotions to distract him. He would have to work on finding some balance later, so that he could blend in better without losing control, but for now, he would have to work with what he had.<br/><br/>An turned to him and gave him a brief smile, which he returned before walking beside her with she gestured for him to do so. They were making their way into the city, so he guessed that they would be purchasing new clothes. As he thought this, he heard her voice in his mind, confirming what he had suspected.<span style="font-style: italic">“Yes, I did,”</span>he replied, recalling his comment while they’d dressed this morning.<span style="font-style: italic">“Sounds good,”</span>he agreed. He guessed that they would likely have warmer clothes that would suit them for this mission, but if he wished to give his wardrobe a little more variety, he would probably have to do some shopping again when they reached a warmer planet.<br/><br/>For now, he walked alongside her into the city, looking around at the various shops. Eventually they reached a shop with clothes displayed in the window and he gestured towards it, “How about this one?” he suggested, waiting for her answer before he went inside. He looked around at the various options, choosing a thick, long-sleeve mustard-colored shirt, a pair of black fitted pants, and a long dark blue jacket that fell around mid-thigh, although it might have been reached the knees of a man of average height.<br/><br/>He slipped off into the dressing room to change and then reappeared a minute later wearing the new outfit. “What do you think?” he asked An, looking down at himself, “Is the shirt too flashy?” he’d chosen it because the color reminded him of her, even if it wasn’t exactly the same shade as her eyes. He didn’t want to make himself stand out too much, though, so his eyes scanned the racks nearby to see if there was anything else that caught his eye, in case she thought that this was too much.