Joe tried to get a secure stance and held on to the counter with his left hand as he bent down and took hold of the angel's arm to help him back up.

"Leave it," he suggested. "I'll put some food for it on the floor and I'm sure it'll come over sooner or later."

He took a deep breath before going on. "I also think you just proved rather impressively you're in no shape to take care of yourself. So sit back on that chair and stay sat until we've figured out what to do with you, will you?"