"Okay, so you were in the service," Amy responded with a chuckle. "I've had less professional briefings from the Captains I served under." Amy fiddled with her combat visor just a little, syncing her armor and her eyepiece together. The tactical data feed was essential to how she fought, and if they were going to risk ambushes, she especially needed it. Only way to handle so many combatants with just her and her client - who at least had a gun and looked like she probably knew how to use it.

"I don't especially care who you are or where you served - or with what faction, nation, group, whatever." Amy added, just in case the woman thought her comment was an attempt to draw that information out. "But I will need a name to call you." After a quick check on her rifle, she was ready to go, mentally checking the woman's suggestions against her own familiarity with the city's layout, and deciding that not only was her suggestion a good one, but the woman had a better idea of how to get around this city than she did. Which didn't especially surprise Amy. Most planets she went from starport to merc bar to a place to sleep - inn, flophouse, hotel, whatever - and wherever the client sent her, not much more than that, unless the planet actually had something resembling cultured entertainment or some sort of public access scientific area. 

"May as well take the alley entrance now. Come on," Amy gestured for the woman to follow her close behind as she stepped into the alley.