Well, DUH they weren't human. Olive worked quickly, helping Athena strip Declan of his clothes, barely flinching at the bare body. She'd picked up from their conversation earlier that he didn't swing that way---and frankly, she didn't care. A person was a person. And an injured person needed fixing. Setting down all sorts of jars and supplies by the bedside table, Olive took a smeary green substance and spread it along each cut.<br/><br/>"This'll get rid of infection and swelling," she said, voice steady and calm as she reached for an amber colored jar. The liquid inside looked exactly like honey. The only give away that it wasn't was the bitter scent it gave off. "Tip Declan's head back."<br/><br/>Athena complied, eyeing the substances warily. Who was to say that they weren't poison? But if Olive wanted to bring them harm, she would have a while ago. The fennec fox girl complied.<br/><br/>Olive allowed a teaspoon amount to drip into Declan's mouth, watching his throat to see that he swallowed. "That should alleviate the pain." And destroy any of the demonic prescence that may have escaped the surface of the skin and went to penetrate the soul. Demon wounds were difficult to fix, but not impossible.<br/><br/>Olive admired her work before grabbing a final container. "This will help prevent scarring. If you'd like, you can have some alone time with him and spread this. I'll go downstairs, get some water, food. Coffee--" an earth born delicacy, apparently-- "If you'd like that."<br/><br/>The angel was already determined to find out what happened on that dock. Something stroking so close to her new home was not anything good.