Ivy looks at her. "What do you mean, Arty? I've been giving Devon the chance to show himself so I could help him. Not really anything else I can do. Arthur, on the other hand.. you know what, I'm sorry Jacob, but I'm not asking for your permission." Ivy steps around Jacob and tends to Arthur. When she gets to his burnt hand, she carefully puts her hand on his wrist, noticing a tattoo on his forearm. "Eagle boy? It can't be.." Ivy mutters under her breath, her eyes wide with shock. She shakes herself out of it and wraps his hand. When she finishes, she helps Arty up to her room, careful of her wounds.