The kitsune blinked. "Umm, no. But I might be able to mend it," she said. "Oh, and let me clean you off... just, like, stand back a bit. I don't want to get any of that oil all over me. At least I don't have to touch you, or it, to work these spells," she said.<br/><br/>If he stayed still, she'd use her magic to slough the oil off, gathering it into a big globe, before tossing it outside into the grass, with a disgusted look on her face.