Anya had done exactly as she had planned to do for the rest of the day... get changed into something more comfortable, curl up in bed and binge read until she fell asleep. The rest she got was definitely needed... and when she got up again she felt a hell of a lot more refreshed. Though, she did find herself a little restless. She was awake, but she was almost trying to keep herself in bed, not wanting to get up and face the cold, or the castle and the people in it... despite being reluctant to see people in whole, she needed to get up and do something. She'd already slept in a lot longer than she normally would. She eventually sighed and slipped out of bed before getting changed into one of the outfits laid out for her. It was almost noon... she couldn't say she wasn't happy with her little lay in. Though, she did want to check in on Sage... make sure he was alright. So she did, but not before stopping past the kitchens to get herself some breakfast. She did pick up some toast for Sage, too, but she doubted he'd eat anything... he never did. Once the girl had eaten her own food, she wandered towards Sages room, cocking on the door with her foot ss she held the little tray. "You up?" She asked quietly before carefully pushing the door open and setting the food down on the side table.

Sage was content to lay around, doing nothing. He started to sketch something out, but soon gave up, he didn't really feel up for doing anything. He felt better than the day before, but it still didn't feel nice. Even getting up to put more of the lotion or whatever seemed like too much of a chore. He looked over when Anya came in and smiled over at her. "Yep." He shifted slightly so he could see her better but then stayed where he was when his back yelled at him. 'sleep we'll?"

The girl gave an enthusiastic nod to the boy before grinning. "Yeah! First time in a while I got some proper rest." Her voice was teasing, almost like she was blaming him for her lack of sleep - but she wasn't upset, she only stayed with him when he asked her to, and she was more than happy to stay if it helped him chill out. She tilted her head to the little platter. "I've got you some toast if you feel like it... are you feeling any better? Or still shitty," the girl questioned, kind of wincing as the boy tried to move. She knew it would be sore for a little while, but it would have to before getting any better. The girl cocked her head slightly. "Has anything helped at all? The cold could help with the swelling," she shrugged, knowing Sage would have known that already. The boy was smart, and when he had gotten out the shower the night before he was pretty much freezing to the touch... so he was probably running under slightly cooler water.

Sage chuckled and stuck his tongue out at the girl in response to her teasing. "Well you came into the bathroom," he grumbled, though if course it was all in play. He huffed out a breath and scrunched his nose up. "Better than yesterday, but still shitty," he admitted. "I don't feel like getting up to do anything. The cold shower helped, but I'd also moved around too much and hurt myself again." He rolled his eyes slightly, amused at his own choices. He huffed out a breath and made a face. "I don't have the time or the patience to be hurt," he grumbled. He would have crossed his arms, too, if it didn't hurt so much.

Anya nodded slowly and offered a small smile. "It'll probably get worse before it gets better..." the girl hummed quietly as she thought. She was was a little worried about Sage... it wasn't like him not to even try and get about. Even when he had been shot, the boy was eager to get moving again. Well, he wasn't exactly eager, he just never stopped moving... maybe that had something to do with it. The girl hummed quietly as she looked around. It wouldn't be good for him to just sit around all day, he'd just make himself all stiff. She didn't just want him inside, either. "Hmm... why don't you try and get another cold shower? I can set up your balcony. It's over looking the guards, so you'll have some form of entertainment," she shrugged quietly.

Sage thought about that and nodded slightly. "I know, this kind of thing is only bad for a few days which is good." He grunted and shrugged slightly, then made a face when pain shot down his back. "I suppose we can do that, if I can manage not to die in the shower." The last part was mostly a joke...he knew he probably wasn't going to die in the shower. It was getting up to get in the shower that would be the difficult part. He started to get up, his face twisting slightly and reached an arm out to Anya, lind if asking her to help pull him up. Once that had done, he paused for a moment, half leaning against the girl as he started to catch his breath. Eventually, he patted her shoulder and gave her a breathless thanks before moving slowly in the direction of the bathroom.

The girl nodded and kind of followed him a couple of steps to make sure he wouldn't collapse on the floor before standing herself still. "There's a wall for you to lean on," she noted in an almost teasing way. She did think for a moment about comparing him to an old man - but that would mean her bulling him for being childish would be meaningless. There was a very real possibility of him falling and not being able to get back up though, so she was a bit concerned. "Just... be careful. Leave the door unlocked so I can get in if I need to," she trailed off, realising just how motherly she was sounding. She wrinkled her nose at herself before thinking about how to sort the balcony out... well, the best she could. It looked like Luther had just been using it to store junk over the years, so she'd probably just have to shove everything aside.

Sage waved off her concern with a bit of a laugh. "I don't trust it," he chuckled in an almost teasing manner. "You're a much better lean in tool," he giggled. He may be in pain but he still had his overall sense of humor. When she mentioned leaving the door unlocked he shook his head, amused, and chuckled again. "Yes mom," he called across the room before slipping into the bathroom. He turned the water on and started undressing, which proved to be quite the difficult task. He was glad Anya was busy and the shower was on, so his occasional hiss or grunt of pain wasn't heard by the girl ....he didn't want to worry her. And by God, he would undress himself even if it killed him. He chided himself for being such a stubborn fool, but he wasn't backing out if this one.

The girl rolled her eyes at his comments before wandering out to deal with the balcony... unlike hers, Luthers had a type of roof over the top of it, so nothing got wet or ruined... which was lucky for the boy, because otherwise she would have just tossed everything off the roof. Instead, the girl shoved everything aside and set out a chair and a blanket for him. The fresh air would do him good, and the cold would probably ease his pain a little, but she was't going to let the boy freeze. Anya eventually made things a little bit more spacey and inviting out on the balcony, aware of Sages dis taste for small spaces before wandering back in and flopping back on his bed. She wasn't overly sure what she was would do for the rest of the day... but she didn't want to just sit around. And with the rebellion and all, it wasn't like she could go out into the village to entertain herself.

Sage eventually soaked enough to numb himself a bit, though not to the point where he was shivering since they were going outside. Once he managed to wander outside, after leaving the top few buttons on his shirt open because it was too hard to connect, he sat down next to Anya with a grunt. "I lived, aren't you proud of me," he joked, nudging the girl slightly. If this was the way they were going to spend their day, he'd enjoy it all. It was good to be with Anya, but the fact that the girl was doing all this for him was really nice and it did mean a lot.