Noise checks the ammo in her pistol before putting it away and quickly searching through the goon's, grabbing ammo and guns just in case the gaping holes were clever ruses to disguise their deaths. Noiserifles through their pockets quickly, pocketing any money, credsticks, commlinks, knives or pieces of paper. She looked up and down the corridor, trying place where she was in the building.
"We in west corridor south of loading dock. Have nine more at least. SMG."
She looks over to Silk and motions North.
"Should go this way, so they cannot hit us in back."