Sage nodded and moved to follow her after a moment, speeding up as they neared the cabin, having to force his anxiety down so as not to barge in and wake Liz up. He felt the tension leave his body when he noted her still asleep, sage and comfortable, and practically collapsed into his chair as the exhaustion caught up with him.

Sage fell asleep pretty quickly, though was up fairly early the next morning. He got up with a groan, slipping out of the cabin and into sitting down on the porch steps, not wanting to wake the girls up at all.

Sage just sat down on the porch, leaning against the railing with a sigh. He was wondering about Dorian too, and what exactly his relationship with Elara was. He really shouldn't care, but he did find himself thinking about it.

When sage heard Liz start crying, he immediately moved to get up and go inside, crouching next to the girl as Liz explained it. He helped comfort her, scooping her up when she had calmed down and moving to carry her outside so they could start the day

Sage figured Elara would need some time to process her thoughts, so he stayed outside with Liz until she grew hungry, then they moved back into the cabin. "You alright," he asked her quietly, noting how tense she was.