Sage huffed out a breath and nodded. "Hence the fact that we both ran away," he noted, a twinge of amusement in his voice. The topic wasn't very amusing, but he figured he should probably try to not make this so depressing for them both. He looked up at the girl and gave her a smile. "And now we have eachother," he hummed. "We can heal from it all, hopefully.'

Quinn glanced back down at Sage. "Yes... we are much better off now." She smiled, sitting back against the wall and trying to relax. "Speaking of healing... how does your wound feel?" Quinn asked, taking her attention off her father. She tipped her head, looking at Sage, waiting for a response.

Sage hummed lightly and nodded, and then hummed thoughtfully before shrugging. "Still hurts, but that means it's healing I suppose," he hummed. "It's manageable. Just annoying that I can't do anything but lay here," he huffed. Then he wrinkled his nose. "Speaking of which, can you hand me that and then help me up," he asked rather sheepishly, pointing to the glass of water that was now too far away from him to easily reach.

Quinn nodded. She glanced iver at the water, then held a hand out to Sage, gently pulling him up the best she could. Quinn gave him the water and smiled slightly. "You aren't useless... remember that. If you figure out how to use your brain, at least, you won't be." Quinn teased, looking at Sage. "Plus you can also use your mouth... as in SPEAK. Did you know we can have lengthy non boring conversations here?" Quinn mock gasped, tipping her head and grinning.

Sage tried to help the girl haul him up into a sitting position as best he could, letting out a slightly pained grunt when the injured muscles contracted, though the pain soon dulled again. He took the water gratefully and slipped at it before chuckling and rolling his eyes in amusement. "I am using my brain....I'm using my resources. As in you," he chuckled. "Nope, I never would have imagined we could have fun talking," he chirped in a rather sarcastic manner. "You're much too boring for that," he teased her lightly, a grin spread on his face.

Quinn snorted. "I cannot ALWAYS be your brain. My brain gets tired, too! And I am not boring in the least... I'll prove it to you. See you later." Quinn smirked, standing up and walking out of the cave. Let's see how long he could sit in silence without her... or just without her presence there. Quinn started brushing Sahara, smiling.

Sage groaned slightly when she walked away. He'd pretty much jumped right into that one, though right about then, it just seemed like her actions were causing him more boredom. He looked around the cave for something to do, and he eventually he decided to try and get up and walk around. He used the rocks on the cave wall to try and haul himself up with a grunt. It hurt, but it was something to do, and he did want to be able to move around and whatnot.

Quinn glanced back. WHY was he getting up? She paced back in the cave, her brows furrowed. "Was I really that boring? I didn't want you to get up... what if you tear out your stitches!" Quinn fretted, shifting her weight from one foot to another.

Sage half jumped and whirled around to look at the girl when he heard her voice, falling backwards onto his bottom with a grunt before giving her a sheepish grin. "I was bored anyway," he chuckled. "Besides, I have to walk at some point." He shrugged. "And you could always sew me back up," he chirped.

Quinn yelped and kneeled down, glaring at him. "Stop being so stubborn! Sit for one more day, please?" She asked. Quinn knew the stitches weren't really ready yet. "If you break yourself open again I AM NOT sewing you back together." Quinn snorted, half angrily and half amused. "You do have to walk at SOME POINT but this is not THE POINT"