Max wasn't offended when he didn't finish his dinner she just wished he'd eat. After dinner she let Charlie watch an episode or two of her show before bed and went to check on Sage sitting on the edge of the he'd next to him "There's more going on then what you're letting on isn't there?" She asked gently "I know you Sage... what's wrong?" She asked "You haven't eaten a full meal since the one I gave you when you woke up... talk to me... Please?" She said gently "Are you just struggling? Or is it like I'm thinking and there's more to it then that?" She asked.

Sage sort of curled up into a tighter ball when he felt Max sit down next to him, but at her comments he sighed and turned to curl up into her. "It's just all so...hard," he finally mumbled. "It's been hard...ever since I was taken over by death things have been harder than usual," he admitted. "Then the whole thing recently happened...and it upped the notch again, and I can't do anything and I still feel awful, and I wish I could help more," he huffed. "It's hard to explain," he murmured. "But I can't eat, I can't sleep, the nightmares are worse again, and I'm seeing things through the day too again....and if I don't keep myself busy I get lost in my head and can't get out very well," he admitted softly with a slight shudder. "But I'm still broken so I can't even keep myself busy half the time." He shrugged slightly and sighed. "I'll get over it," he said eventually. "you have enough on your plate already."

"Sage..." She said softly after listening to him running her fingers best she could over his head in his hair "Why don't you talk to Roxie about this?" She asked him "Maybe... I dunno maybe she can do something to suppress the nightmares or something?" She suggested "As far as the physical stuff will go away with time... Your vision... you'll get used to it..." She told him giving a gentle sigh "Don't worry about me right now Sage..." She said gently "Focus on getting better so you're there when I going to need you the most..." She told him.

Sage sighed slightly and shrugged at her suggestion. "I dunno," he murmured. "I guess it's just because I feel like I should be able to handle this all myself....I always have." He shrugged slightly and sighed. "it may be helpful though," he admitted. Then he nodded when she mentioned his vision and all the rest. "I know....but it makes everything so hard," he groaned. "That's part of this reason I'm not eating so much....even little tasks require so much mental effort it makes me nauseous," he grumbled. "It's annoying."

Maxine nodded "Well you're not on your own anymore... you have family and friends to support you." She told him gently "I know that's how you've always done things but Sage... you gotta let people in a little bit more..." She said gently. She gave a small nod and chuckled "I can sorta understand that part... I feel like I need to calculate every step now." She chuckled "It is annoying..." She agreed gently "Not to mention you've been through something so traumatic..." She pointed out "I can't even imagine the mental toll it's taken on you..."

Sage hummed and nodded, smiling slightly when she said he had friends and family to support him. "I know," he hummed. "I talked to Travis earlier ....he said he'd help out with whatever needed to be done, even if it was just watching Charlie for a bit to let us relax," he chuckled. Then he wrinkled his nose when she said he had to let people in more. "I know. I'm trying," he said simply, rolling over so his head was in her lap and he could look up at her. "well, ninety percent of my life's been traumatic, both of them, so I'm not so sure that should even matter," he snorted. Then he grunted and sat up. "and you help....you know you do," he mused. "but giving you that massage won't take much effort, and it'll make me feel less useless," he hummed, gesturing for her to lay down. He did want to make her feel better....and if this was the way to do it, then he'd absolutely do it. "I may cash this favor back in later though," he added with a giggle.

She nodded and kissed his cheek "You'll get there..." She told him before frowning "I know but you've never been through something like that before though... not that you've told me anyways." She pointed out "That's a whole different experience." She told him gently before she chuckled and laid down for him... she certainly wouldn't say no... her back was a wreck... "After the boys are born probably though... Trust me I'd probably suffocate you by now..." She whined softly "Them making the boys grow did NOT help..." She muttered.

Sage hummed lightly and shrugged at her comments. "I honestly wasn't aware of much of what happened," he admitted. He chuckled at her other comments and reached over to start rubbing her neck and back, glad to help her feel a bit better. "I think I'd like to not suffocate," he agreed in a rather joking manner. "At least we'll see them sooner," he admitted, trying to find a positive light on the whole situation. "when I saw them with Roxie they were still really tiny," he mused lightly.

Max chuckled softly "I just hope they don't still plan on hanging out in there for the full 9 months..." She admitted a small shiver running through her "They've grown at least two months I rhink... when they kick they feel more... s-solid I guess? Like instead of little flutters it's pretty decent kicks... I mean you felt it earlier." She replied with a small sigh a light noise rumbling in her throat when he hit a particularly good spot on her back. She gave a small nod and squeezed the sheet underneath her the noise deepening a little in her throat "Right there hun..." She cooed softly scooting into him a little more. (Skip if you want/need.)

Sage chuckled lightly and nodded. "If they stay that long, I think you'll have scrubbed everything bare in preparation," he joked lightly. He felt a smile drift on his face when she said the massage felt good though...at least he was doing something right. He deepened the massage best he could for as long as he could until he sort of leaned over to peck her back gently and flopping over next to her with a yawn. It was rather late by then, and he was tired.