Amira just made a simple breakfast of eggs and bacon, serving Sage but not herself. She put away the leftovers and went to make the bed

Sage thanked her lightly when she handed him food, but did wish she'd eat something. It couldn't be healthy....she didn't eat, didn't sleep, and that was bad enough just as it were. But she was pregnant too. He just....he worried about her.

Once the bed was made, Amira wlked to the couch and sat down with a sigh. Her head pounded and she was exhausted. She put her head in her hands and tried to rest, but failed

Sage finished eating and did the dishes, cleaning up the kitchen before going to find Amira and sitting down next to her.

Amira didn't say anything, just moved to rest against Sage

Sage was ok with not talking. He just wrapped an arm around her and moved to scroll his phone

Amira had a flood of a headache, unable to stop it or think away from anything but the black wall of pain

Sage noticed her face starting to make the hurting look, so he moved to bring her an ibuprofen and some water, handing them to her and then curling back up once she'd taken the pill and handed the water back to him so he could set it on the side table

Amira just curled up, the headache slowly drifting away. She got up and took care of anything that wasn't tidy, really just finding something to do

Sage was relieved when she seemed to feel better, and let her up when she decided that's what she wanted to do. "Need help with anything," he called over to her after a moment