Quinn smiled faintly, tracing her fingers over his arms, feeling every cut and bruise. So much pain. She had caused it all. She tried not to focus on that, instead focusing on drying up the blood from his biggest wounds. She then started wiping up the blood from around the wounds to see how deep most of them actually were. So. Many. Shots. So. Many. Bullets. She closed her eyes for a moment, breathing in slowly before continuing, her touch as gentle as possible. At his words, she looked up, concerned. "I will, but Sage, just relax. I'm not going to hurt you." She whispered, opening her consciousness to his. She opened her thoughts to his, but after a quick scan, she put his mind to sleep. She needed to. He was spiraling. Quinn then got out quickly and went to work on getting the bullets out with what she had, patching up everything, sewing Sage back together, and making sure he wasn't bleeding out anymore. It took hours, and she had to take 4 breaks to check on the babies and feed them, but eventually, she opened his mind back up and brought him back to consciousness. "Sage? Are you okay?" She murmured, gently touching the side of his face, which now had a big bandage on it.

Sage had nodded in response to her comment, giving her a small smile even though he was wheezing by then, skin having turned pale and clammy. He felt her move into his mind, a shiver running down his back as he allowed her access inside his head. It wasn't soon after that though that his eyes had rolled up into his head and his eyelids had fluttered closed. It was much nicer than eventually passing out from blood loss, he decided. More like falling alseep after a hard day. Most of the bullets were just that - normal bullets. Plenty of them had gotten stuck somewhat near the surface, as the density of his bones stopped them from going through and leaving exit wounds. Which was probably for the better. The worst was probably the buckshot that had peppered his left hip and thigh...he wasn't sure how soon he'd be able to walk. Soon enough though, his eyes fluttered open, and he blinked slowly, letting his mind wake up as Quinn eased her hold of it. Though, he could tell she was still monitoring him inside his mind. "Yeah," he rasped once he got his voice back, giving her a small grin, a shadow of his former cocky one. "Hurts like hell but I suppose I got myself into that one," he noted with a sort of chuckle. Then he added a soft "Thank you," reaching over to squeeze her hand on his face gently. It was for mroe than just patching him up, and she'd know that. She was still in his mind, after all. But he didn't have the energy to say anything else.

Quinn watched Sage carefully, a concerned expression on her face, but truthfully? It was just hiding the exhaustion. It had been 5 days now since she had slept or eaten, and the beating from Jack hadn't helped with the whole ordeal. She knew she'd have to eat soon, or otherwise her milk would go thin and not be good for Caspian and Frynn. She made sure to keep a tab on his mind, as she wanted to know as soon as he started spiraling again- she couldn't help if she didn't know how. A faint smile came to her face at his attempt to grin- a rather sad attempt, but an attempt nevertheless. "No, you didn't. Take this, if you can." She said quietly, showing him four small seeds. "Yes, they do taste good, and they will also numb the pain. Not completely, but hopefully enough." Quinn explained gently. "Don't thank me, Sage... I got you into this mess in the first place." She added in a mumbling tone, her eyes downcast for a moment. Since this barn was hereby abandoned, she had made a small living place for the time being, and Sahara was in one stall, munching on some hay, while the two babies were asleep in the hay. She had wrapped then in dry, warm blankets, and they were rather content. "Is anything feeling better? Are you cold? I have extra blankets. Or, at least one.." she trailed off, thinking of exactly what she had brought. Not too much, as she had been in an immense hurry. She was so, so glad she had come, though. And.. that she had escaped. It couldve been much worse than it was.

Sage had aniffeed at the seeds Quinn gave him, half trying to figure out what they were before giving up and deciding to just eat them. He was curious but not curious enough to use his brain. He was exhausted by then...and hungry, and thirsty. He tried to think back to the last time he'd eaten or had some water, and he quite honestly wasn't sure. The day after the full moon maybe? Either way, it had been a while. He honestly wasn't sure how he was still here. He snorted in response to her comment and shrugged with a wince. "Maybe, but I certainly didn't have to go wander off and purposely get myself for at," he mused, ears flicking on the direction of where he heard the kids, turning to watch the sleeping babies for a moment. "I wasn't sure if ever see them again," he murmured softly, a wave of pain rolling through his chest before he shoved it away. It didn't matter, not now. They were here, and they weren't going to leave again. He looked back at Mari and shook his head. "maybe. I don't know, I'm tired," he sighed, closing his eyes again. "You should get some rest too," he mumbled. If he knew her at all, she wouldn't have been sleeping well either.

Quinn absent-mindedly brushed some dirt off her arm, not answering his comment. She wasn't going to argue the point, but it was plain and simple that she had driven him to this. She closed her eyes at his comment about the kids, tears pricking the corners. "I'm so sorry..." she whispered again. "I can't believe I almost ripped them from you..." Quinn sucked in a shuddering breath before trying to focus. She knew he'd be hungry and thirsty, and she wasn't going to rest till he was completely taken care of. "I'll be right back." She promised quietly, standing and walking out, going outside. She grabbed a canteen she had filled with clean water, bringing it back and setting it down beside him. "Drink." She all but commanded, disappearing again to grab the roots she had brought along. She didn't have any fresh meat right now, so he'd have to eat those. After putting them down, she grabbed an extra blanket, thanked Sahara, and brought both babies in, sitting down next to him. They all needed to rest, and she needed to eat, as well. She did take one of the smaller roots, because she knew Sage would need to eat more, but she also wanted to get something in her system. Having been so preoccupied with him, she hadn't realized how empty and dizzy she felt.

Sage has glanced back at Quinn when she apologized again, simply squeezing her hand in a sort of gentle way of saying it was alright. She'd come back....and she'd done it nicely. That was all he cared about now. Because he still loved her. She could have come back here and hurt him all over again, and he probably still would have gone back with her, even if it was just for the kid's sakes. But no, she loved him too, still, and he was so, so grateful for it. He whipped his ears and head to peer at the canteen when she came back in the stall, most twitching as he smelled the water in it. He didn't want to seem to eager, but he practically snatched it from her hand and went through probably half of it before he realized he should probably save some. Especially since she would still be breast feeding. So he set it down, still a bit thirsty but not uncomfortably so. He'd gobbled a few roots down when she brought them, but after the energy of eating and drinking had taken it's toll, he sort of just stifly, painfully, moved to wrap himself where he was near both kids and Quinn before passing out again. Though, this time was his own doing, not Quinn taking his mind.

Quinn was thankful that Sage ate and drank. At least a little, but even that was satisfactory in her eyes. As he fell asleep, she smiled softly before silently standing. She asked Sahara to keep an eye on the three sleepy people before leaving the barn. Although she was not as equipped for hunting as Sage, she could still man- she then saw the pigs. The farmer who had owned this barn had pigs! Excitement flared in Quinn's chest as she realized what this meant. They could raise meat of their own. This was huge- this was an amazing food source, and there were 5 pigs. They only needed a male and a female, which meant they could eat the rest. It'd be perfect to get them going. After searching in the forest for a while, she got enough dry wood to start a fire. Then it was on to the harder work. She killed the pig with her dagger and skillfully gutted it, then proceeded to skin it. The whole process of cutting the meat out and everything took over an hour, but after she was done and the meat had started cooking, she was thankful she had done it now. Quinn then went to go find some more roots, and to boil clean water. She filled 5 canteens of water, bringing two back inside the barn. It was then a waiting game. After the meat was done cooking and she was thoroughly exhausted, she wrapped it up in cloth and tied the cloth with rope. Now they had fresh meat.

Sage had half woken when Quinn had left, and had shifted to curl up around the kids protectively, and arm going over the both of them as he wrapped himself around them tiredly. Sahara was there, so he told the horse to wake him if need be, and drifted off again quickly after that. He woke some time later....he wasn't sure how long he'd been asleep....but the scent of pork drifting through the air roused him, stomach rumbling. He figured Quinn was in the area so he sort of just reached his mind out, using that to figure out where she was. Well, more like hopefully tell her he was awake and could smell dinner. Quinn, he thought, trying to make his thoughts loud enough for her to hear him if she was nearby. Quinnnnn he said again, turning it into a more whiny tone. Is that almost doneeee he half whined again, flopping his head back down with a huff, resting but keeping his ears and nose alert even as he closed his eyes. His brain was up and running though too, so when he heard Quinn start coming back to the barn with the food, he'd raised his head, nose twitching as he took in the scent of the food, ears pricked as she came in, eyes locking on the bag when he saw it, a soft rumble coming from deep in his chest.

Quinn decided to leave the fire going, as it was easier to keep it going then to start a new one. Although she never intruded on anyone's mind, she could easily hear if someone was purposefully trying to call out, so she was quite relieved when she heard Sage's consciousness. +Patience is the greatest virtue of mankind+ she placed the words inside his mind, chuckling softly at his tone before bringing the meat into the barn. "We might want to move from this stall. The smell of blood isn't the most dreamy scent ever." She said quietly as she entered, handing him a cloth wrapped slab of pork. "Drink and eat all you want... there's much more where it came from." She commented cheerfully, taking a smaller portion for herself and eating it, thankful for the food. With the commotion, both kids awoke. She fed Frynn first, as the girl was rather impatient, then fed Caspian. Afterwards, she drank more water, relieved they had found so much. It would be smart to stay here for a while, as it had many good things. She wondered if the farmer had cows, as well. Usually pigs wouldn't be kept in stalls, and these obviously weren't horse stalls- they were too rugged.

Sage had huffed in response to Quinn's comment she'd placed in his mind, sending her an image of him rolling his eyes and sticking his tongue out at her as he dropped his head again. Of course, when she said he could eat as much as he wanted to, he grinned happily and chowed down, going through at least a quarter of a pig and then downing a canteen of water before settling back down, wrinkling his nose and nodding in agreement. "There's a little office area with a cot and a couch and stuff in it," he said. "we could stay in there." A nagging doubt had him wondering if he could get there, as the buckshot had definitely wrecked his left leg and hip up, but he had no doubts Quinn would get him settled eventually.