Jacen laughed, part fear, part amusement. He wasn't sure which was the stronger emotion right now. But Vi had a weapon and he had... The manifestation flickered in front of them, just at one of the stalls and vanished. A woman, not modern dress. Few decades at least. And she'd just appeared before vanishing again. Jacen didn't approve of ghosts he decided simply. "Well I tried politeness. But if she will fling tiles" he offered, shooting a grin to Vi.
That weird sense he had flickered again and this time he was ready for the tile. Wanting to destroy it before it got to them, a burst of blue electricity flew from his hand and the tile fell harmlessly to the floor. He still didn't understand the lightning but he knew it felt good. Knew it felt right.
"Can we talk politely or are you going to keep this nonsense up" he said, bravadoing his way through the fear. In the dreams he'd been good at that. "Be ready with that" he said softly to Vi as he waited to see what might happen if the woman appeared again. She'd probably be pissed they were fighting back. And then of course there was what Vi might have made of the lightning.
Lightning, not electricity specifically. How had he known that so instinctively.