Anya sat and read happily for a little while, just until she heard his little murmur of a hello. She knew he wouldn't want to move much... it'd all hurt, but he needed to get food down him or he would never get better. She sighed and softly placed the book aside before shuffling over towards the bed... there was no way she could convince him to move, but she could try and gently ease him a bit more awake in a slightly kinder way. She carefully crawled on the bed before lightly tracing her fingers up his spine, determined not to hurt him. "Sage," she purred softly before pressing a few light kisses to his jaw and neck, trailing them around before pulling away again and sitting back on her knees. "I've got some food for you... and something to help with the pain," she whispered quietly, attempting a little smile.

Sage let out a tiny type of squeak when she started trailing kisses over him. He knew exactly what she was doing, and it did work. He was definitely awake. Though, that didn't really make him want to get up and eat either. "I'm not hungry," he grumbled, though he obviously wasn't upset with the girl. He patted her leg slightly, reaching up to rub his eyes. That was the extent of the movement he was willing to perform, though, even if Anya was bribing him with kisses. Though, she was pretty convincing ..he couldn't deny that. He wasn't sure what all she'd have gotten him for the pain, but of course he trusted the girl.

The girl sighed slightly and rolled her eyes. "Well, if you don't eat then you're never going to get better," she huffed before jumping off the bed and grabbing whatever the doctor had given her before wandering back over. "If you're not going to eat the will you take these? Some sort of willow bark ground up into a pill, he said," she shrugged slightly, "I know it hurts but you're going to have to sit up anyway, he gave you some kind of lotion... I have no idea what it is," she shrugged softly. It'd sting, for sure, but she wasn't sure what to do otherwise... she couldn't help Sage if he didn't help himself a little. She'd tried to get him up nicely, but he wasn't overly responsive to her little bribe.

Sage huffed out a breath and wriggled around so that he could sit up. It took him a minute, but he did manage to get up...he supposed he should be grateful for that. He took the pill and made a face at it, doubtful that something so small could do so much. But ..the doctor here was the best of the best, and he trusted Anya and she trusted him...so he might as well try it. He swallowed the pill, making a face at the bitter taste of it before glancing over at Anya. "How is lotion supposed to help," he grumbled. Well, it was a legitimate question...and he wasn't sure if would do much, but it did trust the girl. Not that he could reach his back to put it on, but if it helped it was better than nothing.

Anya shrugged slightly. She trusted the doctor, she'd known him since she was a child, but she did wish that she got a little explanation for some of the things he'd done. The willow bark pill was pretty much aspirin, while the lotion... well, she didn't have a clue what that was. But the doctor had said it would settle any swelling, and maybe a bit of pain. "I haven't got a clue what it is... but he said it'd help, so I suggest you'd use it." The girl turned back to the little desk and perched there quietly before picking the book back up again. She'd stay there for a little while unless someone needed her, which she doubted. Well, Sage didn't really need her either, but she just didn't want to be alone.

Sage grunted, eyeing the bottle as if doubting it's potential. Well, he did doubt it. He absolutely doubted it. But, he did trust the doctor to do his job. He sighed and opened the bottle, sniffing the contents and scrunching his nose up at the smell slightly. He scooped up a bit on his finger and put it on a cut on his arm almost heasitantly. After a few moments, the sting faded and he shrugged. "I can't reach everywhere but it's better than nothing," he admitted. It did work ...even if it was just numbing it for a bit. He tried to feel for the cut on his face, to spot out where it was to put the. ..whatever it was...on it.

Anya sat still for a few moments, her eyes glazing over each page, just kind of skim reading. When she heared his voice ringing in her ears again, she offered a slight smile. "If you need a hand hollar," she shrugged and went back to reading. In all honesty, she wouldn't be much help even if he needed it - she could put up with all the blood and gore if she had to, but only if she really had to. Saying that, if he asked, she'd give it a go for him. She knew he didn't really trust the doctor... like at all... but after everything he'd done for the boy, she kind of hoped he'd be near enough to it.

Sage grunted, finally finding the cut of his face and putting the stuff on it. He supposed he could put up with the odd feeling if it took the pain away like this...he knew the doctor was good, but this was pretty much unheard of, at least in the slums. You could chew willow bark, but that only did so much. This stuff was good though. He got most of the cuts along his arms and chest and wherever he could reach on his back. The only thing he couldn't reach were a few along the middle of his back, below his shoulder blades. "Can you get the ones I can't reach," he asked Anya, knowing she wouldn't mind. The cuts had scabbed over too, and while it was some odd colors from bruises, it shouldn't gross the girl out.

The girl wrinkled his nose a little at his request but placed the book aside and waddled over. It she was being honest with herself, even the scabs and dis coloured skin grossed herself our a little. But she'd offered, and he accepted, so she was more than willing to help him out. She shuffled onto the bed, holding her hand so he could squeeze a slither of the paste onto her finger. "I managed to get a word with my mother today," there was a hint of amusement in her voice... it was a little funny, especially because she hadn't exactly had a word with her... she got a literal slap in the face and barely a word in edge wise. "It's safe to say she's not pleased... but you should be safe for the mean time. I doubt she'd want you back out there if it means Luther and I are sneaking out," she shrugged slightly before carefully putting the stuff on the cuts in his back.

Sage wrinkled his nose slightly. "She didn't like me here to begin with," he muttered. Then he shrugged slightly and chuckled. "Though, I can't imagine she was pleased with the fact that the two of you came after me." Once she'd finished putting the stuff on his back he curled up against her happily, despite the fact that the queen wanted him gone. He wasn't really worried about that. He could feel his tight muscles relaxing as the pain ebbed, which admittedly felt incredible. He reached over and picked up the book she'd been skimming and read part of the back cover before handing it back to the girl and taking the lotion, putting it on the table. No doubt he'd use the rest of it later. "Why don't you read it out loud," he asked in reference to the book. He was tired and didn't have the energy to try and figure out the words, so why not have Anya read it to him? She was reading it herself anyway.