"Yup, feeling that. Feel free to step in if you like..." Erin quickly whispered back to Kolinn, her curious eyes not daring to stray away from Inuel's intimidating glare just yet. Well, maybe not intimidating - it was definitely scary though. He needed to know why she was looking for a Jedi... He was Force-sensitive, but it sure didn't feel like he was Jedi! Now this might not be the best course of action to take, in fact it might be suicide, Erin felt she had to tell the truth. ...To an extent. Otherwise this matter could go nowhere. Her eyes darted to Jerek who had protectively come between herself and Inuel, then to Vor'loch standing guard, then back to the alien and the young human boy with him.
Erin lowered her voice yet again as she spoke to Inuel. Her fake tone disappeared, and she looked much more serious, "I'm looking for a Jedi, because I'm in the same boat right now." She began to explain, discreetly sweeping her long dress aside at her side-cut leg to reveal a lightsaber hilt, which she covered up just as quickly. "My friends here are still loyal to the Republic and myself, but there's priority to find a certain Jedi here on Nar'Shaddaa. All I know for certain is that the Force has guided me here,"
It may not be very convincing, but Erin's little lie had her in the hopes that she was the only one directly identifiable as a Jedi. That way there would only be really bad danger to one of them, and that was just fine with the brunette padawan. Her old master was a selfless commander and warrior during the war, and a younger Erin always looked up to that figure, and when at his side a few years later she would be just the same. They were weapons that protected everyone around them, and that was just how they liked it. It bordered on absolute stupidity now that there wasn't a galaxyful of Jedi to spare, ...but Erin didn't exactly have an off-switch - she would be that selfless idiot for as long as she lived, just like Sabalya was.
"If you know anything at all, I need information."