The girl pursed her lips slightly before giving a bit of a nod and a sigh. That was probably the best idea... she'd just get worried otherwise. She wasn't overly sure why she was so concerned, though... he was just meant to be a patient of the doctors, someone she was just meant to make him feel comfortable. She normally wouldn't care where he'd gotten off to... but something just wasn't right, and she couldn't quite put her finger on it. "Yeah... okay." She murmured with a soft sigh. "I woke up to a bit of a... ruckus last night, though. I'm worried something's happened to him," she told the man with a soft huff.

The doctor felt his heart jump a little bit when the girl mentioned a ruckus the night before and he pursed his lips slightly. 'we can start near the noise, then" he hummed. "Where do you think it was at? Based off of the noise, I mean." He didn't like this...it just didn't add up, and it all seemed so wrong. He was getting worried. The boy could handle himself, he'd stay alive, but at what cost? The boy would fight until he dropped, which was precisely the man's worry. How hurt would he be, or would he have annoyed someone enough for them to kill him? He wasn't quite sure, but he hoped this was all just a misunderstanding somehow, and that the boy had accidentally missed Mari and him.

Mari nodded quietly... she could hear it by the quarters, so it shouldn't be too far away. "I think... on the lower floors. By the maid's quarters," she murmured softly before looking to the side and biting her lip slightly. "I didn't see anything this morning, so I suppose we should just have a bit of a look around... just in case," she murmured softly before shaking her head and looking over her shoulder. "Let's go and have a bit of a look," she murmured quietly. "He might show up while we're looking around," she reasoned with a slight sigh... she was very worried. What if there was a chance something had happened to him, and she'd heard and just gone back to sleep? God, she'd be an awful friend... but she was just jumping to worse case scenario. The likely hood of that happening now was... low, to say the least.

The doctor nodded and started walking in the direction of the quarters the girl had pointed out. "Don't worry yourself," he hummed. "The boys tough. He's lived out things neither of us would have survived many, many times. He'll be alright," he reassured the girl, keeping an eye out for anything...unusual. He looked around for a while, but he didn't see anything amiss. Though, when he noticed a small leather cord laying on top of a small pile of rubble, he frowned and reached for it. He'd never seen it before, but...it looked almost familiar. It looked like it had been tied, into a sort of loop, many times over, like a belt. Well of course....it was a belt wasn't it? He suddenly realized what exactly the cord was and anger flashed in his eyes as he realized what had happened. After a moment, he turned and reared back, sending the cord striking the wall, where it left an indentation in the plaster and paint there. "That makes a lot more sense," he all but growled. "He's with his dad," he huffed. He wasn't sure if the girl knew how bad his father was, but she was going to find out soon either way.

The girl admittedly got a bit of a fright from the doctor when he chucked the chord against the wall, but bit down on the inside of her lips when the man mentioned the boys father... in truth, she didn't know much about the man, but he said he was... not the best person ever. So, she was, admittedly worried for the boy... especially if the doctor was worried too. "Well... we can't leave him with the man." She reasoned with a bit of a sigh. She didn't know what to do... but she took it the doctor would. If he thought this was serious enough... well, then they'd have to go get him.

The doctor stared at the indentation in the wall for a moment, remembering the night when Anya had brought the boy back with his back all torn up from, seemingly, this exact little item. It infuriated the man, to as how someone would hurt the boy. He remembered Anya mentioning the area where his little shack was at, at some point, so he thought he could find it easily enough. "We're going on a treasure hunt," he muttered to the girl. "get what you need for a day out." This was it, sage was coming back and he was staying back.

Mari looked towards the man with a what looked like... well a bit of fear... of both him and what he was planning. Yet, she didn't argue, and instead just nodded and darted off to grab a coat of sorts and went back towards the old man with furrowed brows. "Are you sure you don't want me to stay and look after the patients?" She asked with a cocked head. She wasn't sure wasn't was going to happen... but she also wasn't sure if she wanted to be there when it happened. And, well, someone needed to be here to hold down the fort.

The doctor got his coat and told a guard to keep an eye on all the patients before meeting the maid back at the door. He shook his head and grunted out," I left a guard in charge. I know the area he's in, just gotta find the house." He shrugged slightly and started walking gesturing for the girl to follow. "I'll need your help, if it gets messy," he admitted. "The boys father is...not wonderful. You might have to help sage while I distract the man." He showed the girl a gun he had in his pocket and huffed out a breath. "I hope it won't come to it, but the man isn't likely to give his money maker up."

The girl furrowed her brows slightly but gave a small nod... the whole thing was a little much for her, but she was sure that this would all go fine... it should all go fine. If push came to shove, she would help Sage out a little bit, but she was afraid she was no help when it came to the whole fighting thing. Well, that wasn't really true... she could fight she just didn't like it. "Ok.. ok," she eventually murmured, but it was very reluctant. "Let's go to this place then," she murmured, more than wanting to go and help her new friend.

The doctor pursed his lips and nodded, turning down the streets and following them as best he could remember. He knew the town rather well...he'd grown up here, after all. And, well, he knew where the tavern was, and Anya had given him a general direction. "Well have a peek inside the tavern he worked at first, just Incase he's there," he hummed. They got to the place eventually, and a glance inside a window told him the boy wasn't there. He walked away quickly, as the chaos inside the tavern was...not pleasant to see. For either of them. He huffed out a breath and kept walking, following the trail he thought Anya had mentioned until he came to a small shack.bhe stopped, not entirely sure if this was the home sage had grown up in. It looked more like an abandoned shed than anything, really. He wasn't sure how anyone could actually live in it. Though, when he heard shouting, he stomped up to he door and burst in, to see Sage and his father both in the center of the room. He held up the gun and pointed it at the drunk, hissing "let him go." As soon as the man dropped him, Sage crawled away to curl up in a corner, eyes wide and unfocused. The doctor wasn't surprised, this man had hurt the boy more than just with a belt. Sage was covered in cuts and bruises alike, and was no doubt in shock. His dad, however, was just mad, and lept at the doctor, who pulled the trigger. fortunately, the drunk dropped back. Unfortunately, he was only hot in the shoulder, and the doctor didn't have another bullet. He readied the gun, preparing to use it like a club, when the man's eyes widened and he fell with a small squeak. A kitchen knife was embedded in the man's back, and sage was watching the body, still fearfully, as if he expected the man to stand up and hit him again. The doctor crossed the room in swift strides and immediately began checking on the boy.