|

|
Luther gave a bit of a groan in thought when he was offered to tag along to the doctors. No, he didn't really want to go, but it would probably be a good idea to tag along and see how everything went. Plus, Anya would probably be upset with him if he didn't. "I suppose that's smart..." he murmured lightly before wrinkling his nose slightly as he helped Sage with the doors on the way to the doctors. "I might just let him know Anya was weary while we're there. It's not like her," he shrugged lightly as he watched the baby boy chew on the hippos head and ears... which was definitely a strange sight.
|
|  |
|
|

|
Sage nodded and frowned. "I was going to ask about her too...the only time I've ever seen her like that was right after she was almost starved and when he was sick." He was worried about the girl... something was wrong, and he didn't like it. And he didn't feel like there was anything he could do to help her. Which he absolute hated. But he could care for Att, at least. He had something he could do to help someone. He walked along side the boy until they got to the doctor's office and poked his head into the room. "You busy?"
|
|  |
|
|

|
Luther gave a slight nod. He wasn't too worried about the girl, and it was people to get a bit weary every now and then, but it was best to give the doctor a heads up just encase it carried on. He gave the doctor a grin before going to sit down in a chair before the man had responded. "Not at all. How's Att doing?" The doctor hummed, looking at Luther with a slightly cocked head. He then glanced towards Sage with a raised brow. "What's he doing here?" The man asked with a small chuckle.
|
|  |
|
|

|
Sage grunted and sat down on the chair next to Luther. "he's growing and teething," he half grumbled. "I wanted to ask when I should start weaning him and if this is a normal size for his age since our there Liz was ....smaller and weaned Early and...." He trailed off, not really knowing what else to say. After a moment he wrinkled his nose slightly. "Also, he's here because we're worried about Anya. She fell asleep after barely doing anything and was crabby, and then to get her back to her room to go back tos bed I had to carry her. We weren't sure why but the only time I've seen her like that was when she was either starving or sick," he added on. He grinned a bit sheepishly at his little rambles, which were probably a lot for the doctor to try and take in. "I figured I'd stop in while I had the energy to with this little guy being up all night," he chuckled.
|
|  |
|
|

|
The doctor stared at the boy for a few moments as he tried to register all that he'd said. Eventually he just glanced from Sage to the baby, as if he was going to give him much more insight as to what was going on. Obviously, that didn't do much good, so he picked the child up and set him on his lap and made a silly face at him before gently opening his mouth to have a look at his teeth... or, well, trying to. The child had started trying to grab his face as he did so. "Well, judging by his teeth he has to be at least nine or maybe ten months old... it's a general rule of thumb to wait until they're one year, so I'd say give him a couple more weeks before trying him on food. He does look good though, so well done," the man praised before pouting thoughtfully about Anya. "Sounds stupid, but she might just be tired. I know that doesn't seem like her to be so weary, but as long as she's eating then I'm sure she'll be fine. If she starts feeling ill then drag her over," the man mused before handing the child back to Sage so that he'd stop trying to play with his stethoscope.
|
|  |
|
|

|
Sage nodded, glad that the child was doing well...he wasn't in the best of conditions when they'd found him, so he was glad to hear he was progressing. He gladly took the boy back from the doctor, the boy happily chewing on the rubber hippo. The toy would probably have to go wherever the boy went now. He nodded slowly, thinking about what the doctor had said about Anya. "Well keep an eye on her," he told the man, answering for him and Luther both. He stood up then, with a sigh. "I should probably feed him though. I'll leave you to your work." He jerked his head to tell Luther to get up and then kicked the door open and strode out, yelling "you can come or go do what you want to," at the other boy. He didn't quite care what he did.
|
|  |
|
|

|
Luther gave a small nod of thanks to the doctor before looking at Sage when he offered floor him to come with him again. He didn't mind coming along, but, admittedly the whole baby thing was a little boring after little while, plus, he should probably go make sure all his duties were done and dusted. Well, that and Sage would probably be getting bored of him right about then. "I think I'll pass... not that I don't love spending time with you and your little baby or anything, but so do have somethings to get done before it gets super late." He gave a grin before turning on his heel, most likely towards his room to not do whatever he was supposed to be doing.
|
|  |
|
|

|
Sage chuckled and nodded. "I figured as much. I'll see you later," he told the boy, flashing him a grin before turning a corner and disappearing. He headed back to his room to feed Att, and settled him back down again after a while before deciding to go check in on Anya, since Att had fallen asleep again.
|
|  |
|
|

|
Luther gave a slight wave to Sage before wandering off again. He would probably end up going back off to see Anya again before he went or sleep, just to make sure she hadn't gotten a fever or anything of the sorts while she'd been asleep. Hopefully, she'd just hit the pillow and blacked out. And, well, she'd pretty much fallen asleep before she had even gotten to her room. She was flat out, though, her eyes did flutter slightly at the sound of the door to her room opening and closing. Though, instead of reacting, she kind of just rolled onto her side to get comfortable before settling down again.
|
|  |
|
|

|
Sage smiled softly when he noticed the girl was in a deep sleep..she'd barely moved when hed opened and closed the door to her room. Though, it did concern him a little bit that the girl was so tired...she was usually springy and excited, not tired, and certainly not like this. He slipped over to the bed and placed the back of his hand lightly on her forehead, to check for a fever. He sighed slightly, but he really had nothing to do, so he figured he'd just stay here until he needed to go get Att again. So, he pecked the girl on the forehead and waddled over to the couch to flop down on the cushions.
|
|  |
|