Sage cast a gaze full of both pain and panic. "You don't know that," he managed to gasp out, his chest tightening painfully. "We have new kids here, and friends, and I've never been....loose...before," he added, shaking his head. He knew if he was calmer, if he could calm his breathing, it would help but....morphing was dangerous. For him and others. And he was vulnerable. Being around strangers, including another woman knowing his clothes would be pretty well gone by the end, scrambled his thoughts in a way he likely wouldn't get them back.

"Hey, hey, hey, you're okay, just breathe, just breathe, in... and out... in... and out," she helped him calm down until he was a little calmer. "Everythings going to be fine. Odessa and Xander are gonna find someone who can help us and you can morph in here, just us, and everything is going to be fine,"

Sage was full on panicking, breaths jerky and uneven, eyes wide. He'd barely heard her through his thoughts, but did his best to slow his breathing as she instructed. He'd calmed his mind a bit, but he was still trembling...though he didn't know if that was from morphing or from the panic threatening to take over. But he nodded, sweat already deepening his skin enough for the stray bits of hair to cling to his face, another groan causing him to double over. "I'm gonna need a bucket," he noted breathlessly, as of breathing would cause him to puke before she came with one.

Celeste grabbed the trashcan by her bed and held it out for him, rubbing his back. "You're okay, everythings going to be fine," she whispered gently.

Sage just sort of shook his head. Nothing she could say would make this any easier ...unless there was a way to bar the room, get the rest of them somewhere safe, make the room soundproof....no most of that likely wouldn't happen. They were at a human hospital, and he was already out of control. The thought twisted his gut, and combined with the growing sense of panic, he emptied his stomach into the trashcan.

Celeste rubbed his back, reassuring him softly. "Everythings fine..." she whispered over and over. Eventually, Odessa and Xander came back with a nurse. "We found a witch," Odessa explained. Celeste nodded, "Perfect," she sighed. The nurse waved. "Hi, I'm Allison," she smiled friendly. "Your friends told me everything. I can offer you my help. I can guard your door and use a silencing charm on the room, would that work?" she offered.

Sage did his best to stay calm, though it wasn't really helping much. Celeste being there did help, though, and he trusted her to do what she could. His ears flattened against his head and a nervous growl escaped his lips as the nurse spoke. "How do we know we can trust you," he snapped, voice cold despite his body doing its best to tear itself apart

"Babe, we don't really have a choice here," Celeste said softly.

Sage just glanced between Celeste and the nurse, chest heaving, mind whirling in circles. "If anything happens, I'll hit you myself," he snarled, though in his current condition it probably wasn't very convincing. He hated this...all of this....but Celeste was right. Of course that was when his pelvis decided to shatter, and he collapsed on Celeste with a scream, eyes practically rolling back into his head

Celeste gave him a look. "Watch yourself," she warned him. She held him as he collapsed into him, rubbing his back in soothing circles. Charlotte and Anne started crying as well. Celeste sighed and Odessa handed her the girls as Att, Anne, and Charlotte began to morph too. Allison flicked her hand, soundproofing the room with a quick charm and exiting the room and closing the door, guarding the room.