Naomi was rather enjoying herself at the café. Keeping to herself, drinking a coffee, just trying to spend her break, but this was a cosmic reminder that she doesn't get to enjoy things that easily. She doesn't want to be involved with the murders (and she's not) and there's already an influx of patients due to this animal mage curse (she'll ignore her own white fox ears) has her busy anyway.

But there's a scream, a crash, and a spirit appearing next to her, looking over at their body and cursing loudly for only her to hear.

Great... And they already seem to notice that she can hear and see them.

This wasn't her business - it's not her job right now - but the ghost would not relent and allow her to enjoy her coffee. Sighing, she set her cup down, placed a tip, and proceeded to walk all while the ghost led. Did she care a murderer just went this way? Not really. What about the gun fire? She wouldn't be surprised if he got injured. She thought she saw a woman leave prior to herself, but didn't pay too much mind.

The scene she comes upon indeed has a woman there and the murderer down on the ground, gripping his shoulder. He's bleeding, but considering the situation, she didn't find the need to be urgent. Besides, he's not dying from it - he had enough energy to shout profanities.

The ghost seemed ecstatic, insistent on finishing the job, but Naomi's not like that. Maybe the woman with the gun would do it though...

"Give him a little longer. Even if he passes out, this won't kill him..." Standing there, staring further on the scene, she hummed. "You could shoot him again non-lethally."