Tyr just stood in the back while Ira addressed the other humans. If anything, she looked rather like a child waiting to go play while the adults talked. It wasn't too far from the truth, but at the moment she had to babysit these bandits so Ira wouldn't hurt them. Or vice versa. She was pretty sure Ira was the strong one here. She watched semi-passively as Ira changed shape, throwing off his coat to reveal wings and putting out the fire the bandits created.
"I dunno. I'm not sure you need to fly to kick their butts," she responded, rocking on her heels. "It's not really my style to get involved in fights unless its to stop them anyway." She watched him curiously, wondering what would happen. She had a weird feeling in the back of her thoughts, though, and was ready to intervene if one side or the other got a bit too lethal.
