(I love how the personalities of Frynn and Caspian just worked themselves out so easily xD. And they're literally, like, polar opposites lol))

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Quinn was kind of glad she had brought that up, as it was a little difficult to concentrate with the bustling business of his mind, and some organizing would make it much easier for her in general. Mentally, Sage was always kind of freaking out about something or other, so it was kinda hard to tell when something bad was actually happening.

Quinn had taken a short nap, as her brain had been yelling at her to pass out for a while. She awoke a little ways before Sage, and was enjoying the silent warmth and peace when he awoke. She glanced over as she felt him move, grinning as he attempted to take Frynn and the little girl gave him a joyous whack. Quinn was more than happy to keep Caspian, who was more than happy to just sit still. At his words, she started to answer before stopping, a smile flitting onto her face. "First..." she reached into the pocket of her tunic and pulled out the ring. "Will you re marry me?" She asked with a grin, already sliding it onto his finger. "You don't have a choice. So, the keeping me sane thing. The easiest way to do it is imagining color coded boxes. You don't have to have more than one, if you don't want- I'd usually say golden is for stuff you want me to see, and green is what you don't want me to see, but apparently you don't really care. The color just gives a little.. real feeling to the box, so pick a color and imagine a box in your mind. Then pour all of your memories and former thoughts into that box. Then, put that box in another one. Those are the beginning, and easiest, steps." She explained cheerily. "Of course there's WAY more and countless things I could teach you- even normal people can learn some mind tricks." She teased lightly, looking at him. She had forgotten how handsome he was- or cute, if you asked her, especially with the little curly bangs hiding his bright amber eyes. It just made her all the more glad she had come back, and feel all the more guilty that she had left in the first place.

Quinn smiled. "I'm glad I did too. Otherwise I would've had to carve a new one from wood." She joked, a bit enthusiastic for this. She had always wanted to help someone with mind stuff, as she seemed to be the only person in the world that understood it. She waited before opening her consciousness and sliding into his mind, visibly seeing memories and random words sliding into a .. Black box. "Great color there, Sage." She teased lightly, placing the words right in his mind. To her, the mind was like a wide open room, where she could see everything and hear words from the memories. Each memory was like a video, and everything kind of cluttered together without being in the box. Jumbled words and loud crashes were only some of the confusing things she had to sort through. When he seemed done, and only one phrase was still in the front of his mind, she spoke. "Yep, this looks great. I can still faintly hear some mumbling, and you may have missed a couuuuuple things, but overall, it's much better." She spoke in his mind, glancing around. Everything was mostly in order. Much better. "Not imagining things at all. Looks great. Much less stimulating of a space to be in." She joked lightly, closing off her consciousness and opening her eyes to look at him with a smile. "You caught on extremely fast. I swear, once when I was bored and younger, I tried to teach one of the palace guards to do that... he was as dumb as a box of rocks. Dumber, even. They may have invented a new category named Roland, just for him." She snorted, chuckling lightly afterwards. It was nice to deal with someone that at least listened to the words she spoke.

Sage had chuckled softly when she mentioned carving out a new one. He had thought of that at some point, but his carving skills were less than stellar so....he opted to just go with the ones they'd gotten at their actual wedding. Made life easier. When he heard her voice in his head, he sort of cocked his head, ears twitching slightly, trying to get used to the fact that he could hear her voice but she hadn't actually...spoken anything. There was nothing for his ears to pick up. It was a bit odd, but...he grew used to it as she kept talking. He sent her a mental image of him rolling his eyes at her in response to her comment, though once he felt her mostly withdraw from his mind, he opened his eyes and gave her a grin in response to her comment. The one she actually spoke for. "I need something to expend my energy on," he noted lightly before chuckling when she mentioned the guard. "With a name like that, his parents practically doomed the guy to being stupid," he snickered, tired after the mental exercise. There was a little bit of sweat on his forehead, and the heat of the day probably didn't help either, but he was satisfied with himself, and made it a goal to make himself able to easily communicate with Quinn through his mind. "this could be very useful," he murmured in thought.

Quinn used the couple moments of silence to try something she hadn't done before, but she had heard of... well, tried, kind of, but she had never wanted to fully execute it. She imagined a string, connecting Sage's mind and hers. She anchored it deep in his consciousness, then paused. "Try to speak to me in your mind." She said aloud, and kept her mind out of his, wanting to know if it would succeed. If she had done it correctly, that string would be like a telephone between their minds, so even if she wasn't reaching out, she could hear his thoughts. However, like a real telephone, she could 'hang up', per say, which just meant shutting her consciousness off. She could teach him to do it as well, but that wouldn't be as important. As he put a mental image in her mind, she grinned, amused. Just like him. "I understand that. Why do you think we're doing this." She joked lightly, then muffled a snorted laugh. "Yeaahhh, he was kinda doomed." She answered, glancing down as Frynn made an unhappy whining noise. "Greedy little child..." She mumbled with an amused smile, taking Frynn out of Sage's arms and handinghim Caspian. She then fed the little girl, who seemed very happy about it. After both babies were fed, she settled down slightly, a bit tired. Ever since she had been with Sage, she hadn't had those sharp pains in her mind anymore, but overusing it still gave her headaches.

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(Do you want to fast forward to the day before their anniversary?)

(yeah I'll do that)

Sage had half jumped when he felt something attached itself inside his mind, then cocked his head when she told him to speak to her in his mind. "I -" he started to say, then shut his mouth and wrinkled his eyes shut so he could focus, sending a "what was that," down the line to her. She'd responded back right away with an explanation, and he grinned in response to it and then her other comments, taking the little Caspian with a chuckle.

It wasn't long after that, he'd become pretty good at using that telephone between them, and they'd even started playing with conveying emotions and such down the line. Even toying with pain and such....so they'd know if one or the other was in trouble. He was now settled in his own bed, as they'd finally moved back to the cabin earlier that day. It was around dinner time by now, and for having 16 bullet wounds in him plus buckshot, he was gettinga round pretty well. Between Quinn's healing knowledge and his werewolf healing abilities, he was pretty well off by now. He was plotting their anniversary, which was the next day, relaxing on their bed with frynn bouncing on his chest happily.

Exactly a week later, Quinn was out in the forest, gathering up her favorite roots and herbs to take back and attempt to replant at the garden like thing she had prepared. They were finally back at the cabin, they had three cows, a donkey, and two pigs here at the moment, and she was finally getting a garden started. Since she could talk to the animals through her mind, it was absolutely hilarious what she found out. The donkey hadn't been named, so she named him Eeyore, and good golly it fit well. He was the most grumbly, pessimistic, depressed, grumpy animal ever. Quinn loved it, because on the inside, he was a big softie. The cows were named Liona and Rusk, for some reason, and the two pigs had named themselves. Hank and Dolly. Quinn didn't mess with the pigs much, as they were dumb as a box of rocks one second and the next they yelled at her for putting a specific herb in a soup saying a different one with a complex array of seasonings would've been much better. They just confused her, most of the time. Quinn brought the roots and herbs she had gathered back, back to the fire she had formerly started. She got the roots cooking, along with their leftover meat from a cow they had butchered. Rusk and Liona were ecstatic that they got to be left alive, and it really helped they weren't smart enough to understand why. The beef was almost done cooking when she went inside. "Sage, delicious beef is done. Along with some roots, but I have a feeling you don't like those as much." She joked cheerfully, knowing he preferred meat most of the time. Since he had Frynn, she grabbed Caspian, who let out the tiniest irritated grumble, as he must've been comfortable where he was laying. Quinn chuckled lightly and headed outside, her mind still scheming of exactly the best thing to give Sage tomorrow- of course, a good peaceful day, but she wanted at least something small and nice.

Sage was content to lay around inside the cabin as Quinn cooked, just happy to be home. Of course, when she came in and said the meat was ready, he'd grinned and sat up, wandering out the door with frynn, letting Quinn grab Caspian and follow him out. He plopped down by the fire, more than estatic to be home. He still couldn't really get over it. He reached for the meat with a chuckle, throwing Quinn a grin when she said he probably preferred the meat. "That would be the correct assumption," he chirped, biting into the meat happily. It had been so long since he'd had beef...and Quinn's cooking was delicious, so he went through close to three pounds of meat before he decided he was full and it was late enough to start getting ready for bed.

(I'm out today so I'll be on and off and responses might be shorter)

(That's fine, I'm leaving around 4:30 and won't be back till 10, so my responses may be non-existant lol)

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Quinn walked out of the cabin, sitting down by the fire after taking the meat off. She had cooked about 5 pounds, as she had a feeling Sage would eat like he hadn't eaten in three decades. She never really ate a lot, but it wouldn't hurt to have extra. "Of course it was." She chuckled lightly, cutting off about a pound of meat- that's all she would eat, and she was hungry right now. The kids had kept her hungry a lot, but she didn't mind. She loved them. After eating the meat, she took a bite of a root before saving that for later, moving on to start picking up. After everything was picked up and put away, it was alreadt dark out. She doused the fire and slipped inside the cabin, feeding the kids one last time before letting them get some rest. She crawled into the comfortable bed with a tired yawn, glad to have Sage's body warmth. She was always cold, for some reason. Quinn pressed a gently kiss to his shoulder before curling up, her eyes closing as darkness folded in.

(ok lol)

Sage had wandered into the cabin, keeping frynn occupied for a while until Quinn had doused the fire and fed Caspian, then they exchanged kiddos and he settled their son down while she fed frynn. He slipped into bed soon after that, and Quinn joined him a few minutes later. He just curled up happily, letting out a happy hum on response to her kiss, kissing her head lightly in response and wrapping his arms around her. He drifted off quickly, full and warm...though he was excited for the next day.

When he woke up the next morning, his first thought was that it was their anniversary, and he tightened his hold on Quinn, sliding down so they were face to face, and when she stirred he could grin over at her a press a sleepy kiss to her lips, humming a good morning to the girl.