A direct interface would definitely be faster, though ran the risk of tripping alarms, and while Kay had some experience in getting past those, he hadn't ever done so with something to the level of Canto Bight's security, and so after a few brief seconds where he calculated probabilities of success, he opted instead for just operating the console like any other customer, if, perhaps, at a greater speed, able to comprehend and retain the information more quickly than a human would.

His eyes flickered, dimming and brightening again a few times as he worked, finally straightening and angling his head towards Cassian: "The hangar on site is three levels down, above the brig, but it is only for personal speeders and light shuttles, the pleasure yachts. Larger ships are across the street and we'll need an ID ticket either way, proof that our ship is already there." Which he knew he didn't have on him, and was curious whether or not Cassian did.