Sage couldn't help but laugh at her comments as he moved to tie his hair up to keep it out of his face. The bruises there were still visible, but fading, and he was comfortable enough round Elara he didn't mind keeping his hair up he supposed. "No promises," he chirped lightly as he moved off, but added a "I'll be fine," a moment later before disappearing into the forest.

Sage really just wandered around the woods for a while...maybe three or four hours worth, until he'd filled up the couple of baskets and bags he'd brought with him. Varys had caught a couple rabbits as well, and carried those back in his mouth once they started heading back to the cabin. He was exhausted by the time they got there, dumping the bags down and plopping into a chair. He didn't mean to pass out, but did wind up falling asleep pretty much as soon as he sat down.

Sage woke partway through the night, conscious enough to realize he was still in the chair. He moved to wrap the blanket around himself and stumble back over towards the couch, wanting to just go back to sleep. That didn't happen though, since as he moved towards the couch, someone had grabbed him and yanked him out the door of the cabin before he or Varys could react. He struggled briefly, immediately awake, though froze when he recognized Amy there. Once they were in the trees she was on top of him, forcing her way over him like she always did. It started with a beating, then led to her starting what would be considered intimate if she wasn't someone he had issues with, and then got more beating like again. And through all of it, he really couldn't do anything but cower there. Even that gave up eventually, and after a certain point he just lay there, senses going in and out as the greenery around them got more and more stained with his blood, body having gone numb despite only being in boxers and unzipped trousers in the cold of the night and the horse crop landing on already bleeding skin.

Sages hearing was going in and out, but while he couldn't tell when was being said, he could hear Elaras voice. He wasn't sure if that was good or bad....she could help, maybe. Or she'd get herself hurt or killed. Then Liz would be vulnerable, or starve to death in the cabin with no one to care for her. None of these were very good options.

Amy, however, turned towards Elara, lip curling slightly. "Who do you think you are," she hissed at her. "He has no freedom. He's mine...I bought him, years ago," he announced, cruel smile playing onto her lips. "You have no say here," she added, sort of nudging sages limp arm with her foot.

Amy's grin turned slightly into a sneer as she looked at the other girl. "The others I could buy were ugly," he snorted. "I'm not going to sleep with some skinny nothing. At least he has some semblance of a body," he noted with a shrug. Her eyebrows narrowed when Elara mentioned he was hired to be her bodyguard. "Well, I suggest you find someone else to do that, because I say what he can and can't do, and he is coming back with me, and he is going to remember his place in this world," she hissed, shifting the stick to one hand and brandishing a knife in her other hand. "Now get lost," she spat at her.