(real lol)

Sage glanced over at Jackson when the other boy finally spoke up again, and nodded, shifting so he was laying on his back. "Why not," he noted with a sort of grunt as he moved, laying next to where Jackson had moved himself. The rock was cold, but it would heat up soon enough with him laying on it.

He sort of looked up at the sky, shifting so he wasn't laying on any of the piercings, one of which was still somewhat fresh and definitely started when the ring snagged on something and tugged at all. It was nice to just sit there with him ....he could admit that, though it was cooking off and they were both a bit nervous. About slightly different things, sure....but nerves were nerves. "oi, try to relax," he noted after a while of listening to Jackson fidget next to him. "We're fine, I'm sure people will be looking for us already," he added.

Sage sort of hummed in agreeyto Jackson's comment, staring up at the sky and counting the stars absentmindedly so as not to let his mind focus on something less nice. Peaceful. Whatever. He wrinkled his nose when Jackson mentioned being cold and nodded. "I'm fit and I'm still freezing," he noted with a grumble, sort of scooting over to press his side against the taller boy. "You, however, can be my personal space heater," he chirped, really just teasing him. But, he'd also warm Jackson a little bit, so there was something at least for both of them.

He did note how he could feel all of Jackson's ribs underneath his shirt, but he didn't make any mention of it. Yelling at the guy about how skinny he was wouldn't make him feel any better, he knew that much. But he did want to help....maybe he'd ask later. If things improved, maybe he'd eat more. He could teach him to hunt and trap animals... That was free food for the taking and all that. Maybe therapy. He wasn't sure, but he wanted to do something.

Sage sort of chuckled in response to Jackson's comment, shrugging slightly and doing his best to not just completely melt into his side. He really was warm, and comfortable. And he somehow still smelled nice. Well that was a weird thought. Oh well. "I run hot," he noted with a grin and wink, really just joking around. He wasn't hot inside or out, so it was a pretty obvious joke.

He was nice and warm now though, wrapped up somehow in the other man's arm. It was odd....Jackson seemed so much taller now. Bigger. Sage sort of felt like he should be the guys kid or something, since he had like a foot on him. It was weird. He felt safe in a way, which was completely rediculous since Jackson wasn't the type to fist fight a wolf if it came down to it. That was sage. He was supposed to be the strong one. But he wasn't strong, and he was scared. He didn't know if they'd find them. He didn't know ...anything. But for whatever reason, curling up like this made him feel better about....well, everything. It was stupid, but he forced it out of his mind. "you should try to get some sleep," he noted after a while of silence. "I'll keep watch." He was used to that....it was fine.

Sage sort of snorted in response to Jackson's comment. "News flash, you're human," he retorted. "You need to sleep. And eat, which we're going to work though even if I have to knock you out and shove it down your face if nothing else works," he noted. The last part was mostly a joke. Mostly.

He couldn't help the smile that flickered onto his face when he felt the other boy pull him closer. For whatever reason, it made him feel....good about himself. If that was one way of putting it. It was weird, he wasn't sure what he was feeling. But it was nice, he knew that. He was glad he'd come across his friend again. It had been so long since their argument, and he still felt guilty about it.

Jackson's next comment caught him off guard, and his mind went blank as he scrambled for an answer. "I, uh-" he sort of stammered before shaking his head. "I got hit. It's...still healing. Hurts if I move it much. So...right hand's easier for now," he finally decided on. It wasn't a complete lie....but he wasn't ready for anyyone to know how badly he'd been hit.

Sage sort of hummed in response to Jackson's comment, nodding along and then shrugging. "it's healing," he noted simply. "it could've been a lot worse," he added quietly. It wasn't a complete lie...it was healing. What was left anyway.

He did note how the other boy just moved to subconsciously hold him tighter when he mentioned he'd been hit. He appreciated it, and he just moved to curl up against his chest after a bit with a sort of sigh as he relaxed, watching the fire absentmindedly. It gave him enough to not let his mind wander too much but allowed him to relax a little bit. It was nice.