Sage sort of rolled his eyes, chuckling in amusement when she mentioned a mirror. "Tell me about it," he snorted lightly. "Unfortunately, finding one has proved to be rather difficult to do," he mused, moving himself through the water and over to her when she settled in and gestured him over. "Well, if you do cut me, which I doubt will happen, I doubt it'll be any worse than me trying to do it blind," he noted lightly.

"What, you can't just walk into town and buy a mirror?" T asked sarcastically, offering him a warm smile as he settled in front of her. She shifted closer to him, sitting on her knees and pressing a kiss to his forehead. "I won't cut you. Probably. Hopefully. ...maybe." She teased, rubbing a little bit of soap over his jaw and stubble. She gently lifted her blade and started to slowly work away at the stubble beneath her fingers.

Sage sort of just threw the girl and amused look in response to her snort. "If the stores were open I doubt there'd be any in roken mirrors anyway," he noted before giving her a grin I'm response to her other comment. "Good to know you're so sure of your abilities," he teased her lightly before settling down in front of her and letting her do whatever she needed or wanted to do.

"Tsk, tsk, such a pessimist." T chided him playfully, shifting to sit more comfortably. She smiled as he settled comfortably in front of her, surprisingly pleased at herself that he was so easily vulnerable for her. "Would you prefer I be unconfident?" She teased, slowly sliding her blade across his skin in short strokes. She was quiet as she worked, and once she became a little more comfortable, she sped her pace up a bit. It took her five minutes to get through half of his face, and so far, she hadn't nicked him once.

Sage sort of snorted and rolled his eyes in response to her comment. "Well, mirrors aren't exactly the most sturdy bit of furniture," he noted with a sort of amusement. He let out a fake thoughtful hum at her next comment , musing "I dunno, I'll have to think about that," in a rather joking manner, though he shut up after that since she was holding a knife up to his face and talking probably wasn't helping her with that. He was content to just sit there as she worked, though, as the quiet was rather nice. Well, that and the fact that he could feel her fingers brushing lightly along his face and neck.

T simply shook her head and chuckled at her lover, continuing to shave his face carefully. It was another couple of minutes before she was done, turning to put her dagger back in her back and looking over him proudly. "I like you clean-shaven." She mused lightly, sliding to press her body against him and set her forehead to his jaw. She nuzzled against his suddenly soft skin, closing her eyes and letting out a soft hum.

Sage sat there happily, content with the silence and the watch of her body close to his. When she turned to put her dagger away, he moved to splash some water on his face, rinsing off the remaining soap before wrapping his arms around her when she nuzzled in again with a slight chuckle. "Me too," he mused. "It goes much better with you doing it," he added with a sort of laugh.

T smiled at him as his arms settled on her waist, gently setting her hands on his shoulders. She pressed herself to him in a cuddly way, seeing as she was in an affectionate mood for the moment. "Good. I'm glad my first time shaving someone else didn't result in blood loss." She chuckled, lifting her hand to brush her thumb across his jaw. "You look a little younger without the stubble. Makes you seem even more like my own little teenage dream." She snickered, lifting her head to press a few kisses against his lower cheek before she set her head on his shoulders.

Sage chuckled softly in response to her comment, giving her an easy grin. "Me too," he mused lightly. "Though I'm sure I could survive a small nick," he added with a sort of shrug. He hummed lightly in response to her next comment, pecking her forehead lightly. "I am a teenager," he noted with a small chuckle. "Even if I don't feel much like it sometimes." He curled up against her when she buried herself up against him again happily, groaning when Liz started to whine. He untangled himself from her after a quick kiss before moving to scoop the little girl up, cooing lightly at her until her whimpers ceased and quieted.

"I dunno, you seem a little precious too to survive a cut." T joked, leaning into his peck eagerly. "Right, how could I forget? You're just a young, developing boy in his teenage years." She said sarcastically, giving a hum of approval as he curled around her. She let out a soft groan herself when Liz started whining, leaning into his kiss and shaking her head. "The peace can only last so long. We're due to leave soon anyway, I guess." She muttered, getting out of the water and stretching before she went to change into some new clothes, scooping up her old ones and tossing them in her bag. She threw her hair into a high, messy bun and walked toward him, holding her arms out for the baby. "I can take her, love." She said lightly.