One of Issan's brows rose, but she offered no reply. Gem's illusion was nearly complete; hopefully it would be enough to convince they spy.
The man was resting on the makeshift bed, his back against the wall as he seemed to consider his lack of options. The moment the scene in front of him changed, he sat up straight as though he'd stuck his finger in an electrical socket. Where there had been an empty hallway and a guard now stood a man and a woman, and one of them was frighteningly familiar.
"How...How are you here? I-I-I swear I didn't tell them anything. Is this an hologram?!" The man rose to his feet with alacrity, moving forward to the bars and then rethinking the idea. Instead, he moved closer to a corner of the cell, obviously well aware of Glasya's personality and abilities. His eyes flicked from the would-be jedi to the woman standing next to him, then back.
Issan looked to Gem/Glasya with a curious glance of her own, waiting to see what the woman would do.