Angel abruptly jerked away as one of the poultices touched a rather sore around, choking down curses under his breath. Whether Alastor was telling the truth it was anyone guess. But after the stinging subsided, Angel had to admit his injuries did seem... better.

Turning back around, Angel huffed, "Always full of surprises. Never pegged you as the healing type... Don't it seem a bit wasteful even if I'm just your 'toy'?"