Aeris flicked her gaze to An-Lok when she asked if she got hurt, suggesting that Aeris wouldn’t just pull that out of nowhere. She clicked her tongue and closed her eyes, pinching the bridge of her nose, as if fighting something back. Whether it was a headache or irritation was anyone’s guess. She let Jek speak as she dealt with her own internal struggle for a time.<br/><br/>“You are wrong. Nothing I used as an example was as it was in any of my visions,” she finally said, trying to maintain her composure, although she succeeded only by suppressing her emotions to the point that she probably seemed less sympathetic than she should have. “This is exactly why I didn’t want to talk about this,” she half-muttered. “It doesn’t matter what I did or did not see. As I said, the details are different in every vision. The future is always in motion. Dwelling on a singular possibility is dangerous,” she warned her friends once again.<br/><br/>“I will repeat what I said: The examples I used were just that. Even so, I cannot say for sure that you do not, because the situation will be dangerous. But that is the risk you take every time you pick up your lightsaber, every time you step off this ship,” she pointed out matter-of-factly. “None of you should be viewing this as anything different than what we could face at any moment of any day. My visions change nothing,” she spoke rather bluntly as she looked around at each one of them. Her eyes then fell on An-Lok, who was snuggled a little closer to Jax.<br/><br/>“I understand your worry. I do. But listen to me, An,” she spoke in a more commanding tone than she meant to, ensuring that the woman would focus all of her attention on what she was about to say. “Do not focus on what you think I was implying. If you go into this filled with worry and fear, afraid of getting hurt, you will be much more likely to do exactly that,” she warned with unusual intensity, her brows furrowed slightly and her green gaze fixed upon the amber of the other.<br/><br/>“I cannot control what you do, but please listen to me,” she almost pleaded. Despite how harsh she may have spoken, she didn’t want to see any of them hurt. She wanted to protect them, and in her eyes, that was exactly what she was doing, harsh though her words may be. She glanced at Jax, who just held onto An-Lok, brows furrowed deeply.<br/><br/>“I know you’re right,” Jax said, looking down at the woman in his arms, then back to Aeris. “Even so, that is easier said than done,” he pointed out. “I know,” Aeris replied, her words seeming rather short. “That is exactly why I will not tell you what I saw. It doesn’t matter if you know better, or if you have been warned; if you think you or someone you love is in danger, your instincts are often stronger than your rational mind,” she pointed out. “You are all better off this way,” she told them, shifting her gaze down to the table, her usually perfect posture disrupted by slightly slumping shoulder.<br/><br/>“And what about you?” Jax asked, his voice softening just a little. Aeris struggled to maintain her more stoic expression, a hint of something—pain, or loneliness, perhaps—crossed her features for only a moment before disappearing as her expression became indiscernible. “That is my burden to bear,” she said simply, shrugging a little and not meeting his gaze. “I see,” was all Jax said in reply, not really knowing what else he could say.