Marjova was good to his word and had the ship ready to go. He even had smuggling compartments open and ready for us to hide in. Good move on his part, as clone troopers decided to perform a random search of the ship, I even overheard one of the troopers specifically ask if there were any Jedi on board. Either our pilot didn't realize we were from the temple, or he was just that against harming children and did not trust the troopers to do right by them. Either way, he told them there wasn't and let the troopers look for themselves.
Soon after, we were off in a very nerve wracking take off, the younglings and myself staying hidden until we were safely in hyperspace. Coming out, I breathed a sigh of relief and gave the younglings positive reinforcement for staying hidden before going to join the pilot in the cockpit, his astromech beeping something I couldn't understand in binary.
"Thank you," I began as I took the copilot seat.
"I don't rightly know what you are thanking me for."
"For not revealing us to the troopers."
Marjova turned to me with a raised eyebrow. I could tell what he was going to say and stopped him. "You are going to find out soon enough. The younglings need training and it will be difficult to hide force training on this ship for the length of the trip."
He shrugged and asked something else, "Why Ryloth?"
"I have contacts there that will be happy to help me."