Sage paused when she mentioned him being whipped and nodded once, lips pressing into a sort of line. He didn't carry the conversation on though...she'd likely bring it up later, and he'd tell her about it if she asked, but for now he was pushing it aside. "They wont. If they wanted him dead they'd have strung him up by the neck somewhere," he noted, moving to gather a few things and stuff them in a bag. "Let's go," he noted. "Liz will be asleep for the night, we can come back for her if we need to."

Sage set off with Elara quickly, glancing over at her with a soft smile at her comment. "He's your friend," he noted softly. "Besides, I wouldn't wish the whip on any man," he added with a grimace. "He's going to need some help." He knew that even for the strongest man, the marks of the whip were a lot to bear.... treatment helped a lot.

Sage had waited for elara to find Dorian, before slipping through a back window as he heard her voice in the dungeons. He dropped down next to her and moved to work at the chains holding the other man, helping catch him and settle him on his back before getting to work cleaning him off and putting some salve on the wounds, as well as some potato peels to help cool the wounds off a bit. He left Elara to talk to her old friend...he wouldn't do much there, but he could make the whip marks feel better at least.

Sage frowned as he heard why the other boy had been punished, shaking his head slightly. "Well, you've got two options. Stay, and hope they give up, or go somewhere else," he noted quietly. He wouldn't push one way or the other.

Sage frowned slightly and nodded, letting out a soft breath as he thought. "Then we'll need to get him out of her," he thought out loud, brows crinkling together slightly as he sat back. "Do you have anywhere to go," he asked the man.