What choice do they have?

“Alright fine… We’ll work together. For now. But if I see you so much as look at either of us wrong…” Anakin began but Ventress waved at him with her hand like leisurely swatting a fly.

“Yes yes something involving removing my head, you’re very frightening Skywalker.” Ventress mocked.

Anakins gaze morphed to a glare but Obi-Wan grasped at his shoulder.

“Come on, Anakin. If we’re going to make it out of this we’ll need to cooperate and not throw around threats.” Kenobi consoled.

“Very well Master. Since you’ve been wandering around here, Ventress, any ideas on where to start looking for an exit?” Anakin resigned and then turned to inquire to Ventress. The assassin shrugged her shoulders.

“If I knew where to go I’d be there already. As you no doubt saw while you were “sneaking” up on me, I’m trying to find any clues I can.” Ventress admitted.

“You said that the temple opened up to let your speeder in did you not? In that case the ships they are grabbing must be being kept somewhere. Perhaps finding them will lead us to our solution.” Obi-Wan speculated.

Ventress pursed her lips in thought, before nodding. “Perhaps you have a point Kenobi.” She admitted.

“Do you remember where you first arrived?” Anakin inquired himself.

Ventress shook her head. “This place is a maze. I only ran as fast as I could before I slowed down and tried to blend in. Speaking of which…” Ventress looked back and fourth between the two Jedi before pointing down with her finger.

“Strip.” She stated bluntly.

“I beg your pardon?” Obi-Wan almost gasped out.

“I’ve only managed to get this far because I look like I belong like this. If you two are going to make it, or more importantly not blow my cover, then you need to fit in as well. So, strip off your clothes.” Ventress elaborated.

A small blush crawled up both Kenobi and Skywalkers cheeks as they now exchanged a look, trying to see what the other thought about Ventress’s… bold approach.