That grip on his arm was enough to reveal that there was some kind of hesitance in the suggestion that Kay didn't understand, but also wasn't going to question, so instead of making a beeline for the door that led to the beach -one that he was fairly sure was a private section of said beach for casino-goers, he instead turned to take them out a side door that led to a promenade and up to upper levels of balconies and walkways.

"Let's get you into the fresh air." He said, managing to sound patient and exasperated at once, as a bodyguard to a drunk too-famous-to-know person ought to, at least in his opinion. But also because being higher up would let him get a better idea how accurate the facility map inside had been, and give him better range for finding a non-Casino, non-secured holonet connection to figure out what the kriffing hells was going on.