Sage hadn't even noticed the girl come by...he was rather focused on exploring every nook and cranny of the pool he was in. He hadn't really managed to do that yet, so while it was nice and cold he was going to do that, while he knew he could excersize and not overheat or anything. Though, once the full moon was high in the sky, he could faintly hear the sirens from the ocean all singing. It was in their native language....so the humans didn't normally recognize it as sirens song, because they didn't believe sirens existed. But he knew they did obviously, and he could recognize his sister's voice. He moved to the end of the pool closest to the music and popped his head out of the water, just...listening for a while, looking out of the windows towars the top of the warehouse. He could see a few stars from in the pool....and gosh did he miss it. He missed it all. His sister of course, but the ocean. The waves and the sand, and all the stars when he could go wherever he wanted to without getting burned. The fish. The seaweed forests. He desperatly missed all of it.

Oliver still continued to watch the siren despite everythign in her head saying to just walk away she just couldn't bring herself not too. It was sort of mesmerizing to watch it swim around, the way his tail flicked everynow and again propelling him forward. When it finally broke the surface she followed where he was staring which was out the window. She noticed the ocean was just in view as well.. Suddenly a painful sting hit her heart.. she felt upset for him knowing that he had been taken away from his home and now he was stuck here.. He also finally looked peaceful for the first time which was sort of good to see that he could be level headed for a moment. After a moment she shook the thoughts from her head before turning around, trying to quietly leave

By then, Sage had fully focused on the window and the little bit of the nature he could see from his position in the water. And the singing too, of course. It was a bit bitter sweet though...soon enough all the voices had died down but his sister's. It was all the same songs they used when one of them died....did they think he was dead? Is that why they were singing that? It would make sense why his sister's voice was the only one still there after the first part of the ritual....he hadn't had anyone else. No friends, and his father hated him. "I'm still here Liz," he whispered, but in his own language out of habit, so it came out as a sort of broken hearted chitter. Soon enough though, even her voice faded away, though he continued to stare at the window, hoping to hear something, anything. But that was it. A sudden panic hit him. What if that was the last time he ever heard her voice? What if he never got outside or in salt water again? He wouldn't last too long in fresh water...though he may not last too long with these humans either. He couldn't clean himself off because there was no sand, and merls ate kelp and sea grasses and things liek that too, not just meat. He let out a sort of shriek/chatter noise, still facing the window. Eventually, though, of course, the sun forced him back under the water and he retreated to his corner with a sigh.

Oliver had fully turned around and was halfway down the steps when she heard a faint whisper. She wondered what he was talking too by himself in the pool. She let out a quiet sigh, truly she felt bad for the siren... wait no.. What was she thinking, she couldn't all of a sudden be having sympathy for it cause as soon as she did then all of her plan would be going out the window. Oliver quickened her pace, heading out of the warehouse slamming the door. She made her way to the house and upstairs to her room trying to shake the siren out of her mind. Oliver laid in her bed tossing and turning for awhile still just lost in thought, finally after a moment of settling down -Not that I care for it anymore... but I'll see what it wants in the morning.. that'll build more trust..- She thought to herself then quietly falling asleep for the night

Sage sort of just stayed in the corner for a while, hiding from the sun. He'd been up all night by then, so he really was tired. He was in a rather grumpy mood still...mostly just because now he was terrified he'd be here the rest of his life. And that the rest of his life might be because his gills slowly burned from the inside out and he eventually suffocated. It really wasn't a pleasant thought. It made sense why his chest seemed to always burn or ache, he supposed. He tried to get some rest, but by then the men were wandering around the warehouse taking care of...whatever they were supposed to be taking care of. None of them came near his pool, which he was admittedly pretty thankful about. Eventually, he sighed, and uncurled himself from the corner. He picked at some of the food in the bucket, though he was still pretty upset so he didn't eat more than a handful of oysters. He just didn't care all that much if he had to eat or not. His mind was on other things. But he was getting really stiff and sore from just laying on concrete, so he continued his mindless laps around the pool, which really wasn't very big. It was big enough he could swim around in it, yes, but he was longer than a human, thanks to his tail and fins, so it was definitely not a whole lot of space. He could tell his fins were getting scraped and torn slightly on the concrete too, though it wasn't like he could do anything about that.

Oliver slept in a bit longer that morning than usual, once she woke up though she get out of bed not wanting to waste a minute. She wanted as much time as possible to talk with the siren today even if it didn't like it. She quickly got changed into new clothes before heading down the stairs and starting her walk to the warehouse. Oliver was really hoping that the siren would want to cooperate with her... It would probably take awhile but she was willing to try as it would get the siren what it wanted the most as well as get it to trust her slightly more. It was a simple plan but hopefully it was affective. As soon as she got into the warehouse she strolled to the back of it where the tank was, she went up the concrete steps to the platform then getting near the pool. Watching the siren for a moment, deciding and rethinking her whole plan before opening her mouth to speak. "How are you feeling today?" She spoke with an even tone not really sure if the siren would respond or not.

Sage was still swimming around when he heard girl's footsteps come over to the pool. Whatever, that wasn't very new. She was there pretty often at this point. He halted for a moment when she spoke up, cocking his head at her slightly. Why did she care how he felt? So she could keep him alive long enough to make money out of him somehow? That's what it had sounded like. But....he found his gaze softening slightly and he huffed out a breath, swimming over to her side of the pool. He halted a few feet away, but popped his head out of the water to cock his head at her curiously. "Why," he finally asked, not really sure how to respond to her question. It was the first time he could really look at the girl ...before he was threatening her or he was being manhandles by a bunch of dumb, sweaty ogres who couldn't tell his face from his tail. She was pretty enough, he supposed. And her voice was nice. Wasn't harsh or anything like the men's voices. She reminded him of Lizzie, actually. That sent another wave of pain through his chest, though he kept it well hidden, still peering over at her curiously.

Oliver watched the siren stop swimming as it looked over in her direction. She held her breath for a moment wondering if it would actually be willing to talk to her. After a long moment her hope began to vanish, she felt herself getting almost upset when suddenly she saw it moving again. As it broke the surface a smile almost broke onto her face but she surpressed it down. At it's question she sort of rolled her eyes "Well you almost died yesterday... Along with recieving many shots and scrapes on your tail, I would assume you were hurting... So I wanted to check up and see how you were feeling" She explained, her voice softening with every word. She examnied him as she waited for an answer, he looked calmer than the first time they had spoken. He actually was pretty stunning when he wasn't thrashing around trying to hurt someone. Her eyes dragged lower to his tail seeing multiple scratches on it, she cringed inwardly hating seeing them on his tail

Sage cocked his head slightly at her comments and contemplated how to respond before grumbling "because you don't want your trophy ugly or because you care." He assumed the answer though, so he moved on and just waved it aside. "I'm fine," he said with a shrug. "just not used to the concrete," he said bluntly. It wasnt like she could get mad about him complaining about it. It wasn't like she would just suddenly show up with a bunch of sand either, but he did sort of hope she'd take note of the comment. Even if she was just trying to gain his trust for a bad reason, it meant she'd do anything he wanted within reason. Well, he could play that. Then after a moment he sighed. "And unless you want me to burn up from inner gills out I'm gonna need some salt water in here," he mused softly. He was almost heasitant to ask...it was definitely a weakness so he wasn't sure why he'd said that so easily....but he did need salt water.

Oliver sort of bit her cheek at his first response. She truly had no clue anymore why she wanted to know so much about the siren and why she suddenly wanted to care for him She always tried to tell herself that she was doing it so that he stayed nice for a client but for the past day she really wasn't sure anymore. As he moved on from that question, she continued to listen still with a soft expression on her face. "I figued that..." She said to his last comment about the concrete, for a moment she thought what could make it better. Quickly her eyes glossed over and dimmed to a grey as sand along with tall kelp stalks flashed her mind for a moment then disappeared as her eyes returned to a bright green. Oliver made a quick note in her head about the sand so that she could try to get some by tomorrow. Then when the siren spoke on his own accord she was a bit surprised but didn't show that reaction. "I'll see what I can do about the water, we obviously don't want that to happen as your going to be a long term guest here" Oliver spoke calmly, pausing for a moment to think about if there was anything else she could ask him about. After a small moment of silence she spoke back up "Is there anything else that needs to be changed... like food? or anything else?" She asked softly waiting for his reply