Sage sighed and nodded. "I know. But Anya, just remember that I've dealt with things like that my entire life. I could always take off again, thats not an issue." He shrugged and rested his head on his arm, trying to get comfortable. Well, as comfortable as he could with cuts all over his body. They weren't incredibly deep, but that didn't mean they didn't hurt.

The girl gave a slow nod, her head resting on her hands. "I know you can look after yourself," she sighed slowly before rolling on her side so that she was facing him. She could only begin to imagine the kind of pain he was in... she had been able to hear the cracking if his fathers belt from streets over, so to be at the end of one if them must have been awful. But she trusted that once Sage got out again that he'd be fine... as long as he was bringing money in for his father, he'd be fine.

Sage sighed, though it was more just a tired huff of air than anything. He nodded in response to Anya's statement and scooted a bit closer so his head was resting on her chest. Her heartbeat was pretty soothing, and before he even realized what was happening he found himself drifting off again. Maybe he was more tired than he realized...or maybe he just couldn't sleep well right after so much excitement without Anya there to calm him down. He didn't know, and he didn't really have much time to think about it before he fell asleep.

Anya sat quietly as Sage cuddled in, trying to keep still while he got comfortable. She thought for a moment about running her fingers along his back or playing with his hair, little touches like she knew he liked, but refrained in fear of hitting one of his wounds and hurting him. Instead, the girl reached for one of his hands, carefully holding onto it and running her thumb over the back of it. She was a tiny bit uncomfortable, but Sage had settled down, and she had said that she would stay with him until he woke up... and she would, then she would probably go get Luther so they could all spend a bit of time together.

Sage only cuddled in closer when she reached for his hand, though he didn't wake up as he shifted around. He didn't sleep for a real long time, only a little over an hour, and when he shifted around, waking up he was a little bit surprised that Anya was still there. She'd said she wouldn't leave, of course, but she could have done something instead of just sitting there. He yawned and squeezed her hand gently, muttering "I didn't think I'd fall asleep quite so easily," in an amused tone of voice.

Anya gave a soft smile when he cuddled closer and rested her chin on his head. It had been a little while, and if she had sat there doing nothing she would have been stupid... well, then she supposed she was stupid. She had kind of just sat there thinking... about nothing in particular, but you could have a hell of a lot of thoughts in one hour. She strangely didn't find herself bored... instead content just sitting there with Sage by her side. It was a strange feeling when she was with him, like something in her was just a little more... whole. Like something had lifted off her shoulders and she was so light. When she felt him shift a little she looked down at him and offered a gentle smile. "Yeah, you blinked and you were out," she chuckled quietly, "You want me to go grab Luther?"

Sage nodded and rubbed his eyes, sitting up with a slight groan. "Yeah, you can go run him down. I'll try and clean up a bit so we have somewhere to sit down." He glanced over the room ...somehow, even though he really had nothing, the floor was covered in stuff. He wasn't really sure how it all happened, but he supposed he just wasn't an organized person...drawings and pencils were everywhere, and his dirty outfits were strewn haphazardly across the room, along with whatever else he had. He chuckled and stretched, then made a face when his back protested the movement before settling down again.

The girl sat up and gave him a shallow, almost pitiful smile as she saw him make a face when she stretched. She carefully hopped off the bed before gently tugging the boy's shirt to guide him towards her and pressing a light kiss to his cheek. "You do that. I won't be long - but we can pick up some snacks on the way back." It was pretty late, not night just yet but it was early evening at least... it'd be nice to have some food to eat while they messed around with games. She slipped away towards Luther's room and kind of barged in and dragged him back out, stopping at the kitchen and then leading him towards Sages again... the boy was more than happy to get out of his room though. He had gotten a little bit of a fright in the morning, so it would be good just to be around his friends.

Sage smiled up at the girl after she'd kissed him and nodded. "Get whatever you want, you know I don't care what I eat," he chuckled. Once she was gone, he looked around the room and made a face. His idea of cleaning was, admittedly, kicking everything into a huge pile in the corner of the room. It wasn't really cleaning, but hey, he didn't feel like bending over and doing work, and he didn't feel like cleaning anyway. So, this is what was going to happen. The floor was clean enough for them to have some fun. He shoved the desk to the side of the room too, so they would have plenty of room to screw around for an hour or so.

Luther pretty much ran after Anya as she scooted around the kitchen, skillfully avoiding the cooks and maids who were cleaning. She'd pretty much piled food up onto him, picking up whatever she so pleased as she went. Once they'd left, Anya ran to pick up some old board games from a lounge before walking across the halls back towards Sage's room, Luther balancing snacks in his arms. "How's Sage doing," the boy asked curiously to break the silence. Anya thought for a moment before shrugging. "He's alright - he didn't really talk to me about it. He's sore and tired, and maybe a little bit shaken up but fine I suppose," she shrugged before using her foot to open his bedroom door. "Hey!" she chirped brightly.