Adrien broke eye contact, a slight blush working its way up his cheeks. "No promises." He says jokingly, walking to the kitchen. -When's he going to kill me? I mean try to I guess.- He thinks, yawning. He grabs some chocolate from the cabinet and walks back outto Sage, sitting across from him and indulging in the chocolate.

Sage had sort of just rolled his eyes and chuckled lightly, taking another drink as his friend left. By the time Adrien had come back, he had an empty bottle in one hand and another half empty bottle in the other. He sort of tossed the empty bottle to Adrien, though it was an admittedly bad toss since he was definitely a bit more than tipsy by then. He gave him a wide grin and moved to flop in-between Adrien and the couch cushions, stealing a price of chocolate from his grasp with a sort of laugh.

Adrien shoots him a glare. "Don't touch my chocolate." He says, stealing it back and popping it into his own mouth. His glare softens and he takes the empty bottle from him and sets it on the ground softly. "So... anything you want to confess?" He asks with a sly smile spreading acrossed his face.

Sage groaned and reached for the chocolate piece but was too slow so he pulled his hand back and pouted at Adrien, obviously not actually upset though. He rolled his eyes at Adrien's comment though and chuckled. "Like what? You already know I kill people for a living," he sort of slurred out. Then he wrinkled his nose. "It's not very fun though. But don't tell hades I said that," he noted with a sort of giggle, finishing the second bottle and waving a third into existence.

Adrien rolled his eyes. "Trust me I won't. Hades won't even let me into his domain. Or he may, I've killd quite a few people." He says. He shakes his head as Sage summons another bottle. "You probably would be dead if you weren't you." He jokes, eating some more chocolate. Holding it tightly with his sharp tail covering it.

Sage chuckled lightly and shrugged. "He'd probably love to get the only hybrid under his command. He use your hate for the angels and make you into a pretty darn good weapon," he mused. He shrugged in response to his other comment, taking another swig of drink. "probably," he chirped, probably way too happy sounding to be talking about his own death or drinking issues. "I'm not sure that would be a bad thing though," he mused after a moment, sort of swirling the liquid in the bottle around before drinking more.

Adrien rolled his eyes. "You do know I'm not the only hybrid right? I'm just one of the not dead or imprisoned ones." He tells him. "Plus, yeah I think I'e killed enough to be his literal right-hand an at this point. Though, my mother is a demon so maybe I could go visit her...?" He thinks aloud, looking thoughtful. "She was a lower level demon so she had to give me up or my "father" would have killed her indefinetly." He tells him. Although, he has no idea why he's telling him this but he is and he doesn't seem to mind. "Anyway, enough with my sob sto-" He stops, acting quickly. Spreading a wing out and catching an almost completly drunk Sage from hitting his head on the table. "You good?" He asks him, wing still out-stretched.

Sage simply gave Adrien a wide grin. "Either way he'd love to have you," he chirped. "You probably have a one way ticket to hell. Take a stop at misery and torture while you're at it," he snorted, definitely mocking hades and the whole realm. He'd probably get in trouble later, but he didn't care much at the time. He chuckled slightly when Adrien moved to catch him, grinning and moving to stagger back over to the couch and flopping down on it. "I should probably stop drinking," he mused, though really only took another swig of the stuff.

Adrien laughs. "Yeah, maybe I will go visit. Want to come?" He asks standing up and summoning a shirt, hiding his wings and sliding on over his strong torso. "So, do I have to wait until your not drunk or can you go like that?" Adrien aks the wobbling Sage, with a smirk.

Sage snorted in response to the other boys comments. "Sure, walk right to the guys who telling me to kill you. Smart," he mused before wrinkling his nose. "theoretically I could go like this, but I'm not sure if I'd make it all the way without passing out on you," he chuckled. "Or falling over into a fire pit or something." They should probably wait....if he was really insistent on going. But really he'd prefer not to go. It probably wasn't very smart of either of them.