Sage had nodded with a chuckle, offering her a small grin. "The medicine is definitely helping," he noted. His chest didn't hurt so much anymore, and he wasn't straining to breathe so much. The cough had died down too, which he was thankful for.

Sage grunted in agreement, growing rather impatient with laying around. "Though, I must say I've enjoyed the bed," he mused, adding a light "might keep acting sick for a while longer." It was a joke of course....he felt bad taking her bed for long anyway, and he'd give it back to her soon as he could. But it was much more comfortable than the chair. The chair wasn't bad, but actually laying down under blankets and such was nice.

Sage sort of wrinkled his nose and shook his head with a chuckle. "No, the beds yours," he mused. "You can have it back in a few days," he added. "The chair is fine. Better than the floor," he added with a grin and teasing wink before he caught himself.

Sage just rolled his eyes. "The beds always been yours," he noted. "You're still a princess, even if you're runaway," he added, raising his eyebrows slightly. "I've already taken it for too long." He was still much less than her, and while she was kind to him....he still couldn't just ignore the fact that he was worth nothing in the grand scheme of things.

Sage hummed softly in response to her comment, sort of sliding off the bed to take a few steps closer to her. "Alright," he agreed, face softening. "But even if you were just a middle class citizen, you'd still get to boss me around," he added. "So, you get the bed."