Joe sighed, prepared another dish for the bunny and put it on the floor.

"I have a friend who used to be a corpsman in the military. He happens to be living here. Are you going to try and break my fingers again if I give him a call and ask him to come down here?"

He could understand, of course, that the angel was apprehensive of people who might decide turning an angel into a lab rat was a good idea. He also conveniently forgot to mention that the last war McLeod had served in had been World War One.