Welp, if he doesn't need help with it, then we're good to go. Although, granted, the biceps and giant fuckoff sword probably could have told her he was STRONG.

"Mercenary, huh?" she says, starting them down the hall at a comfortable pace. "Well, we don't exactly do money here, per se, but I can pay you back in information, how's that sound? I'm sure you must have a lot of questions! I'm Ami, by the way. Ami Aihara."