Ira gave a thumbs up in return, before gently wrapping his arms around Lydia's shaking shoulders. He was so careful, even knowing his powers were cut off, because of who it was. Lyds was one of the handful he'd allowed himself to get close to, who treated him as his own person. Of all those gathered here, she was one of those he wanted to harm the least.

He was fine with whatever period of time she took. When she seemed to calm down somewhat, he almost-whispered: "Let's see if there are any pies in one of these worlds."

Nothing was better then a good, old-fashioned pie throwing contest. Besides if his temper was anything to go by, the others likely needed a brief laugh too.