Issan watched the woman go, making no move to stop her. This Gem was certainly an odd one, but Issan was more than used to dealing with those with strange social quirks. It wasn't necessarily part and parcel of trucking with thieves and murderers; it was simply an aspect of life throughout the galaxy. Now that the rift was spitting out more people, it seemed that the number of oddities in the galaxy would only grow.
"I'll certainly consider it," she said aloud; she couldn't see the woman, but Issan was certain Gem could hear her in some way. The thought was another thing to consider; Gem was a dangerous entity in any regard. If she could eavesdrop that easily, Issan would have to take steps to guard herself. She waited a beat, seeing if Gem was going to reveal herself once more; when she didn't, she tapped a few buttons on her holoreader. The droid controlling her ship powered the vessel up and prepared to move it to coordinates she'd carefully selected. The walk would be a bit of a hike, but she preferred ensuring her escape would be well hidden from prying eyes -- Resistance or otherwise.