(Idk, u got any ideas?)

(not really, unless ally somehow snuck back in or Rosaline figured out what happened and shows up to help lol)

(I like the Rosalie idea)

Rosalie, down in her murky kelp forest, caught just a whiff of blood. Her brows furrowed, swimming up to look around, a trail of blood leaking from the nearby. Oh jesus, what have they got into again. She rolled her eyes swimming into town.

(works for me!)

Sage was out cold for quite some time, eyes glittering open some time later. Then his memories caught up to him and he bolted upright to look for Remy and the egg, ignoring the pain in his side as he panicked. He calmed down once he saw Remy curled up with the egg. He was bandaged up but looked ok. He tried to get up and go to the , but hands pulled him back down, and it was only then he noticed the elder there. Apparently, she'd helped out. She was saying something about being really hurt and needing to rest, but he was really just wanting to make sure rent and the egg were really ok.

Rosalie had to drag the two of them and the egg down to her kelp forest to bandage them up, neither of them were safe here anymore. Remy still remained unconscious and Rosalie was fanning the egg to keep it healthy. Rosalie pushed Sage back down gently when he woke, he needed to rest and heal. "You're body's healing, just rest," she murmured.

Sage sort of cranes his head around to look at Rosalie, fighting her weakly. "Remy," he sort of choked out. "Is he ok," he added, barely managing that before his strength gave out and he slumped against the elder, the weak state he was in and the pain only spiking his panick even more.

Rosalie nodded, "He'll wake up soon, just a matter of time," she reassured him. She'd placed the two of them fairly close together so they had each other.

Sage felt his shoulders relax slightly when he was reassured Remy was fine. The egg was healthy too, so he let Rosaline push him back down with a heavy breath. It made sense Remy would take longer to wake than him ....he'd had military training, and was used to more nasty wounds. "How bad is it," he asked, knowing even just moving and breathing rather hurt. They'd done a number on him, and clearly Remy too, despite his boyfriend coming in nearly last minute.

"Bad," Rosalie said bitterly. "Remy was worse. Probably because he fought his way through the crowd and he has no proper training,"