The doctor hummed and nodded, reaching over to wrap a ice pack in a towel and wrapping that onto the bruise on the girls side. "He's hurt, and exhausted, but he'll be alright with time." He patted the girl on the shoulder and grunted. "I want you alternating hot and cold on that bruise, and keep some ointment on worse cuts." He'd given Sage ointment too, but he'd have to force the boy to actually use it. "I think you're right, but for now they'll assume you aren't back here. Go, on, get some rest. If something might be bothering you, come back here and find me," he hummed. Sage himself had settled to playing patty-cake clapping games with Att...the games didn't seem to hurt his wrists, though that might just be because the doctor had given him pain meds and it had all faded into a dull throb over his entire body. But it was enjoyable, and he'd missed the boy.

Anya nodded and went to stand up before sitting back down again. "What happened to Att? He seems alright, but he said he didn't remember what happened," she told him with furrowed brows. She was worried about the boy... she always was. But he had a big old slit down his arm, and he didn't have a clue about any of it. She nodded when he told her what to do... really, she'd do anything if it made the pain stop. All she wanted to do now was get a good nights sleep and spend some time with Att... then figure out how to reach her parents. She didn't think they'd be back until the castle was finished... but she couldn't believe they'd just left Att there. There was a lower-level nurse over in the smaller estate, and he would have been cared for.

The doctor hummed and shook his head. "Children have a good way of blocking out trauma," he informed the girl. "The fact that he doesn't remember what all happened is his body trying to keep him healthy. Don't worry so much about it," he told the girl gently. She'd have to know about Luther, of course, but she wouldn't handle it very well he didn't think...not before she ate and rested. He was more worried about how Sage would handle the news. Luther had been the boys friend, and the only boy his age he had to be with. He patted the girls shoulder after that and grunted. "Now go get your boy." Then he snorted. "Both of them. They both need sleep," he hummed in a rather amused sort of tone.

Anya nodded softly and bit the inside of her cheek before nodding to the man and thanking him before wandering out, wincing slightly as she went to move... the cold had felt good on the bruise for a little bit, but she was feeling it now, so kind of took it off again and placed it on the side table as she looked towards Sage and Att... it was definitely nice to see Att playing. Well, it was nice to see both of them playing. She watched for a moment before letting a small smile wash across her face. She sighed before walking over and gently sitting on the bed across from the two of them. The girl waited for a moment or so before shaking her head. "I'm sorry to ruin you're fun, but it's Sage's nap time now," she joked softly before looking at Sage with a slightly mocking look across her face. "Doctors orders," she added lightly before looking over to see a rather disappointed look on Att's face. She frowned and reached forwards to pat the boy's head. "You need to sleep too, alright?" She told the child softly before grabbing the blanket and lifting it up while the boy got comfortable before laying it back over him and tucking him in, then pressed a light kiss to his forehead, then wished him a good night and pulled the little curtain back around his bed so he didn't have to deal with people walking past quite so much.

Sage was enjoying playing with the boy, but when Anya mentioned bed time, he realized how tired he was. He'd been tired before, but had gotten distracted when they got to the castle. Now, though, he was completely wiped. The dull throbbing was through his entire body too, but was no longer shooting pain thanks to whatever medicine he'd been given. He yawned slightly when Anyas back was turned, though gave her a strikingly similar look at Att had before sighing and getting off the boy's bed. He murmured a goodnight to the boy and slipped out of the way so Anya could pull the curtains around the bed. She'd make a good mother just like she'd be a good queen...he had no doubts about that. The thought sent a pang through his chest...he should have been there for Att. To raise him up. He felt like he was turning into his father a bit...absent when the boy needed him. It made him feel awful. "You make a good parent," he murmured to Anya, a slight tone of sadness in his voice, and maybe some regret too. But he couldn't deal with that now...he was so tired he was swaying slightly as he stood there. "I guess I'll see you later," he hummed before staggering over to his own bed and collapsing on it. He was a bit chilly, but he was too tired to grab his blanket, and he supposed it didn't matter, since he fell asleep right away.

Anya smiled lightly when Sage mentioned she made a good parent... she tried, she did, but she always felt like it wasn't quite enough. She was always so busy... and while she spent most of the time she could with the child, she always worried that she'd turn into her own mother at some point. Hell, Sage had already said she was turning into her. She tried not to let it get to her, and while she loved her mother, she knew she wasn't exactly a good parent to Anya. She'd looked after her, sure, but if she'd been any good to her, then the girl wouldn't have started sneaking out. She didn't want to be like that, so being compared to the woman... made her insides twist, and it almost physically hurt. "You'd be a good parent if you gave yourself a chance," she murmured as she appeared from the small curtain. She nodded when he said he'd see her later. "Sleep well," she murmured softly and tried another smile before looking at the hostpital beds... she hadn't been given one, but there were pleanty empty, and she didn't want to go back to her own room... it'd been trashed up, and really, the thought of being alone almost scared her.

Sage heard Anyas murmur, though he didn't respond. If he gave himself the chance? What chance did he have? He shoved the thought out of his head, though, since he was going to sleep and didn't care to have a nightmare about turning into his father or hurting Att. Or Anya, really...look at how his parents had turned out. Either way, once he fell asleep, he slept deeply. No nightmares, nothing. It was a good thing, really, since he needed deep sleep. The doctor came in to check on him once he'd passed out, and drew the blanket over him with a slight sigh. He noticed Anya standing around and grunted. "Make yourself comfortable. You can go in with Att or Sage, or even bring all three of you together if you don't want to be alone." He knew the girl well enough to know being alone probably wouldn't help her. "And when you wake up, I want that cold pack on that bruise," he warned.

Anya hummed when he said she could go in with one of them. The thought of bringing the three of them together made her laugh, really... but it'd be nice. Really, she wouldn't mind sharing a bed alone, but to be honest, having someone else there was a comforting thought, it really was. They were all in the same room, but she couldn't see them, and that was almost a scary thought. She couldn't quite wrap her head around it. Still, she'd rather not let Att know that she was scared... especially because he couldn't remember it anyway. "I'll ask Sage if he minds," She hummed with a cocked head. The doctor had known her long enough to know that she didn't like being by herself much anyway.... and after what they'd both been through, she figured that dislike would have become more for her, at least. She huffed before wandering over to Sages bad and gently tapping him... she felt awful for waking him up, especially because it was for her own needs, but it wouldn't be long and then he could go back to sleep. "Can I join you?" She asked in an almost shy tone. God, she almost sounded like a child.

Sage glanced up at the girl blearily when she came in and blinked at her for a moment as he processed what she'd said. Then he yawned and nodded, flopping his head back down onto the pillow and rolling over so the girl had room before settling down again. He didn't mind...and having the girl there was a bit of a comfort, he supposed. It just let him know she was alright. Maybe not perfectly alright, if she still wanted to stay with someone, but she was alright. He supposed he couldn't ask for more than that.

Anya smiled softly and quietly slipped into the bed next to him, back to back as she let her head flip back against a pillow. She did feel bad about waking him up, and frankly pathetic for not being comfortable alone... but she was tied, and she didn't want to sit in bed, exhausted but unable to get herself to sleep at all. That was an awful feeling. Eventually, though, once she'd gotten comfortable the girl slowly drifted to sleep... there were no dreams good or bad, but she found that it didn't bother her all that much. The peace was welcomed if anything.