Sage let Remy place him on the bathtub, keeping his eyes focused on the other boy rather than the arm. He was a little uncomfortable with it being off and all that, but having Remy there helped. He winced slightly when it came off, but didn't move as Remy started unwinding bandages to clean it out.

Remy gently unwound the bandages and cleaned the wound before rewrapping his stump. He kissed the bandages softly, not on the wound and smiled up at him softly. "There you go," he hummed softly.

Sage just focused on remys face, not the injury, shifting uncomfortably the whole time. But once it was done, he offered Remy a small smile and murmured thanks, moving to stand up and crawl into bed somewhat awkwardly since he wasn't used to doing it with one arm.

Remy crawled into bed with him, curling up with him.

Sage sort of shifted around awkwardly for a while, mind running with all sort of bad situations or....really anything he could imagine. Plus the war. He tried to just focus on Remy, matching his breaths to the other boys before he slowly drifted off, finally relaxing.

Remy just held and comforted the boy until he fell asleep. He wanted to make sure Sage was okay and sound asleep before drifting off too.

Surprisingly, once he was asleep he slept pretty well. He had some bad dreams, but nothing out of the ordinary. When he woke, it was somewhat early in the morning still, so he moved to just nestled in a bit more, burying his face in the pillow to hide from the sun.

Remy was still asleep when Sage woke, but he felt him cuddle closer, so he instinctively curled in closed.

Sage felt a smile drift over his face when Remy curled up. He shifted slightly so he could watch the boy sleep, running his fingers over his face to brush a stray bit of air behind his ear.

Remy woke slowly, he smiled at the boy. "Goodmorning..." he hummed.