The responses given were what the girl was willing to hear, but also what she wasn't willing to hear. She was happy that someone was interested in hearing her out, but the woman was also upset that someone was listening into their conversation. I must've been blind not to notice big blue over there... The girl thought, nodding to the woman who spoke of speaking elsewhere. Even if her tone had seemed to be discourteous, the mechanical-armed woman was right. "Let us go elsewhere, then." The woman replied, just loud enough for them to hear as she stood from the booth.
Leading the group elsewhere, the woman made sure to divert between alleys and streets to attempt to break off the trail should the Ortolan follow. Eventually, they came to an alley far from the original cantina. Located on all sides were a number of night clubs, while the streets were filled with random parts and junk left behind by people who simply didn't care to clean up after themselves. As they passed by a flashy club with bright lights, the woman suddenly came to a stop. As if she was going to betray the two she sought out, the girl reached for her blaster, and a quick motion, turned her heels and pointed her sights down the alley.
However, it wasn't the duo she was pointing the blaster pistol at. Clicking the safety off the pistol, the woman watched eagerly for any sign of motion behind them. "Move," The woman ordered, almost like a demand to get her new acquaintances out of the way as she noticed the eavesdropper, and promptly sought cover behind the trash that littered the alley. There was no telling if the spy was armed, nor if he had friends. Additionally, there was a large potential for this to turn into a firefight, which might alert the authorities. It was something the woman preferred not to happen, but she needed to protect her group and the two humans, lest the Imperials catch them.