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Amira just stayed there, humming softly to him and running her fingers through his hair
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Sage obviously wasn't aware of anything she was doing, since he was out cold, but he appreciated her support all the same. His breathing had become labored after a while, even in sleep.
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Amira's face turned to one with concern as she slowly heard his breathing change. She sighed softly and placed his head in her lap with a pillow, trying her best
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Sage slept the rest of the night, though it was a fitful one. He woke up in the morning after a while, blinking up at her with a tired smile.
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"Feel any better, baby?" She asked softly, kissing his forehead and running her fingers through his hair.
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Sage sort of hummed groggily and shrugged. "About the same," he mused. "Less tired maybe," he added.
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Amira nodded and hummed a bit
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Sage just curled in, not wanting to do anything. But he was glad she was there with him... It did make him feel a bit better
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Amira wondered what else she could do to help, maybe painkillers? "Have you taken anything yet?" She asked, her thumb rubbing his cheek
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Sage hummed softly and shook his head. "Last night, but it's probably worn off my now," he sighed, glancing at the clock.
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