After another hour or so Sage sighed and tossed the pillow to the other side of the bed and amused himself by taking his dagger out and flipping it, tossing it in the air and catching it.

Amber sneaked back into the room and caught his dagger mid air. "Find something else to amuse yourself with" she said playfully angry and took the dagger from him

He groaned and rolled his eye. "Like what? You people say I cant get up, but I cant throw things around either," he complained. He threw his hands in the air and flopped backwards onto his back and then winced when his wound sent pain though his body. "Maybe I shouldn't have done that...."

Amber rolled her eyes at him "no shit Sherlock, you're injured remember?!" She giggled slightly and went to get him pillows for cushioning

He grunted and then chuckled. "Eh, I'm always hurt...nothing new there." He rolled over onto his uninjured side, staring out the window. "What CAN I do? I'm bored out of my mind here!"

Amber hit him with a pillow "stop complaining, draw some more or something I don't know!" She giggled slightly and went outside to e door and picked up the phone.

He chuckled and ducked. Then he sighed and picked up the stack of paper before sketching one thing after the other. A lot of them were gory or things that had happened in the streets, and not many were happy or peaceful but it was something to do at least

Amber walked back in with a present. "Here" she said, it giving it to him.
It was big enough and randomly smelt really good. The wrapping however was really bad. "Sorry.. I don't know how to wrap food..."

He chuckled. "It doesnt matter what it looks like." He sat up with a grunt. "We can share."

Amber hesitated at first but then settled into munching and chatting with Sage.