Kol stayed quiet as they moved.  She knew that they were moving slower because of her, but she maintained her normal human pace.  She was so much smaller and simply couldn't match the strides that they could make with longer legs.  When they stopped at the foot of a ladder, she listened to the words that the woman spoke.  She knew that the woman hated angels, but she was shocked to find out that it seemed to be a common opinion among the humans here.  Strange.  Angels were on the humans side.  The demons had destroyed their world and yet...their hate was focused on the ones that tried to save them.  Humans were such odd creatures.  She squeezed Remi's arm lightly, comforting him quietly in her own way.<br/><br/>When the woman offered her hand, Kol paused for a second and looked up at Remi before letting go of him and reaching to accept the help.  Once on the surface again, she moved back to him, her hand gently holding on to his arm.  Finally, the woman moved through the trees and they stepped into the camp.  Kol didn't have to fake the shock on her face as she looked across the clearing.  It had been decades since she'd last seen this many free humans in one place.  They seemed to be thriving.  They were doing an excellent job of hiding because there were no rumors of camps this size.  She looked around, taking it all in, her curiosity of how they did it at the forefront of her mind.  She didn't bother hiding her expressions, she knew that they would assume it was a natural human reaction to what she was seeing.<br/><br/>She hadn't spoken since the hospital, staying quiet and observing, but when the woman spoke of leaving her with the doctor but not letting Remi be seen, she seemed to find her voice.  "He's hurt worse than I am..."  Her words were cut short by Remi.  She didn't understand why he seemed to have no concern for himself, but all the concern in the world for her.  She didn't like Remi leaving with the woman.  She didn't trust her.  Something had changed her mind about bringing Remi here, but Kol didn't know what it had been.  Her mission was Remi, not these humans, and she'd be damned if she was going to let them fuck it up.<br/><br/>When they stopped in front of a large tent, Kol moved a step behind Remi as the tall man stepped out of the tent.  She would feign fear, she needed Remi to be concerned enough to want to come check on her and she wanted the humans to see her attachment to him.  Let them see that she would notice if he went missing.  She looked at the man, then at the woman, then up at Remi.  She knew that he would insist that she be seen, it had been the whole purpose of them coming here.  She paused, clinging to him for a moment, before taking a steadying breath and nodding to the woman.  She pulled lightly at Remi's arm, then hugged him as he leaned down.  She whispered against his ear, "Be careful, Remi...Don't leave me here..."<br/><br/>She let go of him slowly, letting him see the concern in her eyes as she pulled away.  When she turned to look at the others, it was gone.  She stepped away from Remi and let the two of them walk away.  She looked down as he spoke of what she looked like, her voice quiet..."You have no idea..."<br/><br/>She followed Jonas into the tent, and a small smile tugged at her lips when she looked around.  Plants were everywhere.  Some potted, some drying, some steeping, and some made into pastes.  There were a few bottles here and there of pills and liquids.  Small knives, needles, and hooks were on a table.  She recognized most of the plants by sight.  She was impressed.  She wondered where he learned it all.  Herbal treatments had faded to fads by the time the war started, but she could see by the way that the plants were being treated that he understood more than most.<br/><br/>He led her to cot, explaining what he was going to do.  She imagined that they got a fair few scared humans coming through here, but even as a human...she wasn't his typical case.  Her human persona had grown up in a demon camp and they weren't given the luxury of explanations and sympathy.  She smiled at him, "It's okay, doc.  Do what you need to do.  I won't break and I willingly walked in, so I'm not going to run..."  He seemed slightly shocked, but smiled and nodded and began working.  He chatted, a lot, as he cleaned the wounds.  She was filthy, and it ended up that water was brought in and he helped her wash her hair and parts of her body that she couldn't reach.  She managed most of it, reveling in the feeling of finally being clean.<br/><br/>He even managed to find her a pair of grey cloth pants and a black tank top to put on as her clothes were not fit to put back over her freshly dressed wounds.  She looked like a completely different person.  Her skin was pale and her wet hair fell in black ringlets down her back.  She continued chatting with him, walking around the tent talking about the different plants that he had and their uses.  She was more relaxed as she waited on Remi and the woman to return.