Sage opened his eyes and glanced at the girl when she started talking, before tilting his head closer to her and looking up to see what she was talking about. Once he saw the clouds, he chuckled and nodded. "Yeah, it does," he hummed. He let his gaze wander around to the other clouds in the sky...it was a nice, clear day but there were big, fluffy clouds that looked like super cozy pillows. "That one kind of looks like Luther," he commented with a chuckle. "Or a snowman. Whichever you prefer," he added on with a sort of giggle.

Anya cocked her head a little to look at the cloud before giving a small chuckle. It did look like Luther... well, it looked like a snowman too. They pretty much had the same shape at this point. "God, it does look like him," she hummed with a small smile. She shifted slightly so that her hands were resting on her stomach. "I think he's buffed up even more since the last time you saw him. He's like a bear," she noted with a small laugh, still searching the sky for shapes... the small line of animals had morphed with the snow-Luther, and kind of turned into a type of bunny... it was rather sweet to look at, to say the least.

Sage chuckled and nodded. "He stole everything I had," he joked. He sort of put his hands behind his head and rested his head on them and stretched his legs out in front of him with a kind of relaxed sigh. He watched the clouds morph into the bunny, and then something else. He wrinkled his nose, slightly amused, as he reached over to nudge Anya. "Now it looks like your mom," he giggled, slightly childishly. Really, it looked like a cartoon version of the queen yelling at someone, but it was humorous nonetheless.

Anya raised a brow when he mentioned her mother, but kind of pouted at the shape. "Nope, don't see it," she hummed before looking to Sage and then back to the cloud, which has morphed into a slightly more animated version of her mother. Her eyes widened before letting out a type of muffled laugh, realising exactly what he'd meant by pointing it out. Really, it just looked like an angry person... which was exactly what her mother was. "You can't say that about your queen!" She yelped with a gentle punch to the arm before looking back towards the sky, an amused smile resting on her cheeks.

Sage laughed and shook his head. "Well I just did," he chirped, still giggling from Anyas comment. "All she does is yell from what I've seen. Can't get in too much trouble for the truth. Besides, she wouldn't be bothered to even come yell at me," he hummed. He wasn't sure how he felt about that....he didn't like the woman, but a thanks for saving her life would be nice all the same time. But whatever, he still said the cloud looks like her. Well, looked. It was pretty much gone now.

Anya chuckled but shook her head. "Alright then, you can't say that about my mother," she told him with a jokey authoritative tone. "Because I will yell at you," she told him with a small chuckle. Though, there was some seriousness about it. She didn't mind joking about her mother... she could be a handful, but the woman was still her mother, and she did have to remind people of that from time to time. "I know you guys don't get along, but she's letting you stay... so she can't hate you as much as when you first met," she added with a gentle sigh. "I think she became more lenient once you saved her, you know. She's just not as affectionate as you'd maybe hope."

Sage chuckled and shook his head, rather amused at the girl's response. "Oh, no, we can't have that," he hummed. He sighed after a moment and nodded. "I know. As long as I don't bother her I think she's fine with it." He kept watching the clouds and shrugged again after a moment. "And I honestly don't mind....if I talk to her I'll probably just end up making her mad enough to kick me out again," he mused in relatively amused tone. It wasn't too far off from what could happen, either.

Anya gave a soft chuckled before shaking her head. "I'm much scarier than my mother is, Sage," she noted with an amused chuckle before kind of rolling over so that she was kind of half facing him. "Yeah, just don't talk to her. I'm sure that'll make her like you more," she noted with a slight eye roll. It was an amusing thought, though. Her mother had never outwardly said that she didn't like the boy, but she had made it obvious from the very start that she wasn't happy about... well, his existence. Sage had pretty much saved everyone during the rebellion... and it would be nice to think that the woman was at least a little appreciative.

Sage looked over at the girl and grinned. "You most definitely are," he chuckled. "Luther agreed with me, though I don't think I'll ever get him to admit it to you." Maybe it was just because he saw the queen as any other higher up, just more over glorified. Sure, she could say a word and have him hung within the hour, but so could really anyone else out there of a higher rank too. He liked Anya....which made it much scarier when she got mad. That, and she didn't just yell, you could tell she would take your head off. Figuratively, anyway. He chuckled and shrugged. 'it works."

Anya hummed and gave a bit of a nod to the boy before rolling onto her back again, getting a bit more comfortable against the horse, whose been surprisingly quiet. "You could be scary too, though," she hummed thoughtfully before giving a bit of a pout. "I remember at that lake we used to go to... we got jumped once, and I've never been more scared of a singular person in my entire life," she chuckled softly before shaking her head. She gave a bit off a huff before pursing her lips slightly. "Luther's much more wimpy than he'd ever like to imagine," she mused with a short chuckle before closing her eyes again as the sun started to rise higher.