Sage had cocked his head slightly when she mentioned not needing to thank her. He did need to thank her...if she hadn't heard Jora and come running, neither Jora nor lyra would likely be here right now. Her comment did make him stop to think though. She couldn't watch him loose someone again? Did she know him and he was oblivious? Had they met before? Maybe he was just overthinking it, which seemed like the likelier option.

Her comment about just doing the best they could brought a weary smile to his face, shifting the now sleeping baby slightly since his arm was falling asleep underneath her. "Sometimes that's all we can do," he noted quietly, letting out a soft sigh when she mentioned his past didn't define him. He kept hearing that, and he wished he could believe it. But his past still haunted him, every step he took. Every time he thought he'd finally found his balance it came and knocked him off his feet again. Though, her last comment pulled a sort of chuckle from his lips, though it wasn't quite an amused one. "I don't think I'd get very far if I tried," he noted, but moved to get up to go back to his room now that he had enough energy. He was exhausted...but his legs would carry him that far, at least.

Sage did wonder about the older woman. She seemed like there was more to her story than she expressed. But....if they grew closer, if they stayed in touch with her, maybe she would be someone they could rely on. She certainly seemed to like Jora and Lyra, at least. And even if she never really liked him as much as she liked them, that was ok. He knew Jora liked her too. She wasn't family, but she was close. And he was ok with that ..she wasn't dangerous or anything. He knew that. "I learned that. Then I had it all ripped away and now it's back. And I'm trying to understand what the hell just happened," he noted with a sort of snort, a brief look flashing through his face before it disappeared as he quickly hid it. He didn't trust her that much yet. Maybe one day, he could....maybe one day he'd have someone to look up to. He knew a parent figure was probably out of the question...but she was old enough to be, so maybe she could just ..help guide them. Figure out this whole parenting thing.

When she mentioned the baby, he glanced down at the little girl in his arms, a soft smile playing across his face. "And I don't plan on ever letting her down," he murmured softly. "Life is a fragile thing," he noted quietly. He knew, without a doubt, he'd give his life for his family. And he'd do it gladly. It would be a last resort....it would kill Jora to lose him...but still.

Sage had fallen asleep pretty quickly once he'd gotten back to his room, and only woke when he heard yelling outside. It was frantic... something he hadn't heard since he'd been on a ship. A ship that had gotten hit and was going down. He was immediately awake, scrambling from the bed and clutching Lyra closely to his chest. He didn't see Jora right away, and a bolt of panic hit his chest as he moved quickly from the room.

He could hear exactly what was going on before he got outside, and he didn't bother to hide his ears, that were twitching frantically as he tried to seek Jora out. He didn't often use his sense of smell to track people....but this was Jora, and there was a danger coming quickly towards them. The street was loud as he opened the door, the nose of the commotion nearly causing his knees to buckle, but he continued to search for his lover. He found her fairly quickly, and his shoulders relaxed. By then though, the smoke was thickening in the air, and his lungs, still weak from being in a smoke filled tavern for so long, caused him to break down into a harsh coughing fit as he moved towards her. "We have to get out of here," he rasped, attempting to calm his seizing lungs and failing pretty miserably. "Find Selene...we need to get to the water. They're not going to stop this ...they don't have enough resources here," he added. He could hear the firemen doing what they could but ..it wasn't working. But he wasn't going to leave Selene behind...she'd helped them too much for that, and he doubted Jora would let him leave her here even if he'd wanted to. They had to move quickly though...it was getting harder to see and breathe by the minute, and not only was ot affecting him so badly, but it would affect Jora and Selene, and most importantly, Lyra. The baby couldn't handle the smoke. He'd tore a sleeve off his shirt and got it wet, holding to her face to help keep the smoke out, but even so it wasn't perfect.

Sage hadn't wanted to leave Jora, but he knew she was right...Lyra couldn't stay in the smoke, and the way he was still so weak, his lungs already burning and spasming as he tried not to cough....well, it was safe to say she'd move quicker without him. He nodded breathlessly when she told him to go ahead, gasping out a "be careful," before turning and heading for the docks.

They didn't have a boat, but they could take one of the ones the city owned....that way no one personal would go to find their boat gone, leaving them stranded here in the midst of the flame. But he could take the city's...they were small enough for one person to steer and move, but big enough that the sails would get them away from the smoke quickly and easily. There were rooms too...so they could sleep if need be. They were far away from home as of right then.

He wasted no time scrambling onto the boat, coughing heavily the whole time. It really was hard to breathe, and by the time he saw Jora and Selene scramble onto the boat, his agonizing gasps for air weren't doing much. His vision was starting to swirl around too, but he flicked the lever starting the boat up and lowered the sails, getting them out of the harbor and away from the flame that was consuming everything in its path. He wasn't getting enough air ..but hopefully the clear ocean breeze would help. His vision was going on and out...but he knew how to steer a ship. He didn't need to see to know how it worked, how the ocean worked.

Sage hadn't noticed Jora at first, though when she moved to touch his shoulder he cast a quick glance over at her, heasitating at her words before slowly releasing his grip and the wheel and moving over. He didn't get very far, of course, just sliding down the wall next to her, legs finally giving out beneath him. He just pulled his knees to his chest and put his arms on his knees, tilting his head back and just working on breathing. The boat pulled slightly to the right, and he wanted to tell Jora that since she was driving....but he couldn't catch his breath enough for that. But Jora would recognize it....she knew how to run a boat herself just as well as he did.

He wasn't sure how long he sat there, breaths wheezing in and out, before the clear air of the ocean had allowed his lungs to start taking in more air. They started to burn less and less, and after maybe half an hour or so he was more or less back to normal. He was exhausted, and sweaty, and felt like he'd just run a marathon or something...but he could breathe. His vision has cleared up, and he was slowly getting more comfortable. When Lyra started crying, hungry as she woke, he raised his head wearily. He made the move to get up, but Selene was quicker and by the time he'd started moving already had the baby in hers arms. He threw her a grateful look, settling back down again.