Sage chuckled when Liz moved to climb into the bed, telling her goodnight and tucking her in before nodding at elaras comment, sitting down in the chair next to her and reaching for the pen Liz had been using.

Sage had paused when their hands brushed against each other, his pulse speeding up. He wasn't quite sure why, but he was glad the darkness his the flush on his face as he picked it up and started following her instructions

Sage had a hard time focusing on what Elara was telling him, if he was being totally honest. But he pushed those thoughts aside and did his best to work on writing whatever Elara was telling him. It was hard work, but he found himself enjoying the time with her. They worked late...but eventually Elara had mentioned stopping and going to bed, which he agreed with once he realized how tired he was.

Sage had passed out fairly quickly, but he found himself dreaming soon after. It wasn't the normal nightmares....so he jerked awake with a yelp, slapping a hand over his face so as not to wake anyone. He was getting panicky though, so he slipped out of the cabin, just pacing along the porch, trying to calm himself down. It was cold enough for his breath to frost, so he should probably put a shirt on, but the clothes were still hanging up and he hardly felt the cold as of then.

Sage nearly jumped out of his skin when he heard Elara behind him, but recognized her voice quickly and paused before continuing to pace. "I'm alright," he noted. "Just a bad dream. I'll be in soon....you should go back to bed." He felt a bit bad about waking her up.