Adrien saw a thin scar running from his collarbone to his left hip. He was intrigued. "What's that one...?" He asked softly. Lifting his finger and touching the scar lightly. "And yeah... All of mine have stories to..." He tells him, kindly. He leans back and wraps his arms around a pillow along with his blood coated tail. He hadn't gotten to clening it so it was still bloody.

Sage knew what scar the other boy was talking about once it was touched, so he didn't look at it, he sort of just grunted and shrugged. "Kitchen knife," he said. "My dad wasn't the best parent ever," he noted. He figured that was enough said....the details wouldnt be good for either of them. He listed off a few more that his father had caused....the one on his cheek, some on his back from a belt, and some other various spots. "What next," he asked once done,

Adrien listens and nods grimly. "Yeah I get that..." He mutters. He finds another scar, running from the right of his torso to the left of his torso, in ajagged line, and touches it lightly. "This one?" He asks.

Sage grunted in response to his comments and then grinned. "Sword," he mused. "I get into a lot of fights," he mused. "And I don't normally loose them," he snorted, recalling his most recent battle. He listed off another half a dozen or so scars he'd gotten from fighting, including a few burns marks left from angels touches. "Then all the rest are pretty much from hades.....except for this one, which was from a human priest," he noted, chuckling slightly at the thought as he looked at a small mark on his upper thigh. "And my wing was from human scientists," he added as an after thought. "They found out i was a demon and decided to try and run some tests," he explained. "I uh....I can't fly," he added, blushing slightly. It was definitely a major weakness, but he'd learned to be lethal and silent on foot, and he sort of liked it. It was just dumb that he couldn't fly...and he was made fun of for it all the time.

Adrien listens carefully. "Why can't you fly?" He asks tentatively. Wondering how this demon had wings but couldn't fly...?

Sage grunted slightly and extended the wing so Adrien could see it better. He normally kept the scarring well hidden, but the scientists had hurt it a while back, and it just didn't work right ever since. "During one of the experiments it was broken, and as punishment for getting caught hades never let anyone fix it," he explained. "So it rehealed in a way that doesn't allow me to stay in the air for more than a few seconds at a time, and it hurts like crazy."

Adrien thinks for a moment. "What was his exact words?" He asked. Having an idea, but he would need to know what he said. Word for word preferably.

Sage cocked his head slightly. "I don't really remember," he admitted. "Something about learning my lesson and having to actually use the brain he gave me, yadda yadda yadda." He probably wasn't being very helpful, but he didn't remember much. "It was a long time ago," he added, sort of apologetically.

Adrien nodded. "I just want to know if he said something like, 'You nor angels, humans, demon, or any other species may heal.' Cause if he did I can help. It wont be much but it will help..." He tells him with a slight smile. He glances back up at Sage.

Sage hummed in thought in response to his comment. "He said a lot of things, but he didn't mention a hybrid I don't think," he mused. Then he shrugged. " I guess it could be worth a try," he admitted. he was curious to see if it worked or not.