"...I mean, I'll vouch for her character, if you want," Zephyr says dubiously. Generally defending oneself from venomous wildlife wins, in his estimation, but he's not too clear on where that falls if the venomous wildlife is also a little bit domesticated. He shoves his hands in his pockets. "You got a witness on this one who's contradicting what she says?"

Self-defense is a great case, and that he'll be happy to argue all day. Unless they've specifically got someone who says they saw her attacking a defenseless something or other, Zephyr is pretty sure there's no leg to stand on.

It occurs to him, and he turns to Ilda. "Are you bleeding?" Hurt enough to need actual healing intervention, is what this translates as.