Sage stayed asleep for quite a while, though he woke up later in the afternoon, just really wanting a drink. Quinn was still asleep, so he lifted his head from her lap, attempting to sit up without making too much noise. He somewhat achieved his goal...he was just glad that they had clean water here, because he couldn't get to the lake. He lay back down on her lap, exhausted but no longer thirsty. Everything hurt, but he needed water, so it would be alright.

Quinn shifted as Sage lifted his head, but she did not wake up. She hoped Sage was still okay... Quinn frowned slightly in her sleep and sighed, her eyebrows furrowing (sorry it's short)

Sage was fine...he hurt, but he'd have hurt before anyway. He'd gotten his drink, and he was pretty satisfied with himself for being able to get up and actually do something. Quinn wouldn't like him to, probably, but she was asleep, and he was fine. He fell back asleep though, grateful for the rest.

(It's all good lol)

Quinn woke up shortly after Sage fell asleep. She heard a snap in the bushes and sat bolt upright, dashing outside with dagger in hand. Thankfully it was just a deer... but that made Quinn decide. She took a deep breath and started to make traps. Trap after trap She hung around a big perimeter, all around the campsite.

Sage stayed asleep, though he let out a quiet whine of complaint when Quinn left. He felt odd, not being able to curl up. No...that wasn't the right word. He felt vulnerable. And he hated it. He wanted Quinn near him....he couldn't fight or defend himself. He could barely even get a water pot that was right there. He woke up soon enough and sort of just waited for Quinn to get back, tense as his tired body could be.

Quinn finished setting the traps and peeked into the cave, seeing if Sage was awake. When she saw he was she walked in and sat beside him. "How are you feeling?" Quinn asked quietly, glancing at him. Should she have left? He looked very unhappy...

Sage glanced over at the girl and shrugged. "Bored," he admitted with a slight smile. "And useless," he muttered. "Its about all I can do to reach over to get water," he complained, scowling when he thought about how pathetic it was. "I can't do anything," he sighed. "I don't like not being able to defend myself. I've had to my entire life....it's so odd."

"Oh HOW can you be bored? You were just shot!" Quinn said sarcastically, rolling her eyes. "Plus you have me here." She added with a smirk, trying to take her mind off that he really had gotten hurt. Quinn glanced at him, raising an eyebrow. "You. Just got shot." She repeated. "Can you not hear me? Did you know most people that just got shot are useless?" Quinn asked with a snort

Sage chuckled lightly and shrugged rather sheepishly. "I have been shot before," he pointed out. "That whole situation wasn't all that abnormal,* he informed the girl. Then he scowled. "Though it's never been a gut wound before," he grumbled. Then he raised an eyebrow. 'really," he hummed. "And how would you like to entertain me, then," he hummed, really just joking about but also curious to see how she'd respond.

Quinn rolled her eyes. "It doesn't matter you got shot BEFORE it matters you ARE shot NOW." She sighed, looking at him. Quinn never really knew .. or thought about how to entertain him. That.. could be harder. "Er... um... well... tell me something about yourself I don't know..." Quinn stuttered, trying to think up something quick