Ruby is on a mission to buy food of her own when the chaos starts to unfold, making her way through a crowd at the sound of struggle, and just... just raising her eyebrows in quiet bemusement as it all unfolds. One of the guards moves past her smelling distinctly of kabob, pulling her gaze as she inhales because wow, that smells delicious.

Focus, Ruby. Ignoring the hunger, she moves forward looks between the path the guards have cut through the crowd, and the woman left in their wake. Ruby is sure she can smell-- something different, but she's also pretty sure all she can smell right now is kabob, so. Maybe not.

"Hey. Are you okay? That looked like some tussle."