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Sage hummed softly and shook his head. "I'd be happy with either," he noted. "But...I had a younger sister at one point. She didn't last long, but she was fun. Maybe a daughter would be nice," he thought out loud. "But so would a son."
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"I like the thought of a daughter" She mused. "I didn't know you had a sister"
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Sage nodded with a hum. "She got sick and died when she was a little over a year old,," he noted quietly. "If we have a daughter....what do you think of Liz for a name?"
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"I like that." She murmured with a smile
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Sage smiled and nodded. "I think it would be nice to name one after her," he hummed.
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Amira just smiled and snuggled closer into his embrace
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Sage snuggled in, happy with their decision to name a daughter after Liz.
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"How many do you want?" She wondered aloud
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Sage looked over at her and hummed in thought. "A few...maybe two or three," he noted after a moment. "I always wanted sibling," he admitted.
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Amira didn't answer, not wanting to mention her brother in case Sage thought of himself as a bad person again. He wasn't, and Amira still loved him. She was even thankful he'd killed Luke, as all her brother had done was yell and hit her when she was younger.
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