"Or they'll lock you up or worse." Naomi didn't know what their captors were like - but she doesn't feel like they'd be particularly nice given the whole kidnapping business. Tucking a lock of blonde hair behind her ear she watches the woman stride down the arm, one cheek puffing out as she remains just above her line of vision. Of course.

"Y'know it's not really nice to make someone have to shout up at you to have a conversation!" Not that she seemed particularly nice. "C'mon down from there!"