The new information caused Ryan pause as he frowned. He seemed to take it and believe it but Iris had been so curious to find out who the others were and that they were not alone it seemed Ryan’s mind was in a totally different place. “What does that mean for Earth and it’s people then?” He asked in all seriousness it seemed to be his biggest concern, not being some special chosen or being hated or hunted. It seemed Ryan truly loved and cared about humans as they were the good, the bad, and the ugly. “If it this new age means harming them I’m not sure I want a part in it.” He confessed finding himself fixated on his need to protect the people closest to him. Maybe that shouldn’t really have come as a surprise though.<br/><br/>Shaking his head in dismay he went on, “I’m sorry to say but I don’t know how learning to fly will help if this is the truth. If people are really determined I’m too weak and won’t be able to escape fast enough if they have a trap. It makes no difference either way then... wings or no.” The thought of fighting someone seemed to far out of his realm, Ryan had never been in a fist fight let alone something to do with magic. He had always had a pretty comfortable and normal life, it was his sister who went off and joined Hell. The fact that she managed to thrive there now with this information made her all the more amazing in her brother’s eyes. But Iris never really feared the odds, she had the same iron grit and personality their human grandfather did, for better or for worse while he had been an asshole he had unshakable character.