Sage sort of rolled his eyes in response to her comments, chuckling along as she spoke. "Old age," he protested. "I can do everything I could ten years ago," he added with a huff of air, crossing his arms, a playful grin plastered onto his face. "You're the one who's become less thrilled with my adventures over the years," he teased her lightly. They lingered there for a while longer, but did wander down to the kitchen after a while, making something small up just in time for the kids to wander downstairs.

Mari grumbled out a breath under her breath, then flashed him a rather amused looking smile. Yeah, no, his adventures had become less adventurous and more... let's try and stay alive. Even more so now that they had the kids. They needed their parents. She and Sage made breakfast together happily, and she couldn't help the smile that crossed her face when the kids came running down. It was just french toast, but they seemed more than thrilled with the whole thing. She plopped down in her chair once they were all settled, just glad to relax a little bit.

Sage let the conversation slide, and they moved downstairs to prepare the breakfast together. They didn't talk much....they didn't need to. It was all just a familiar pattern they were both very glad to have back. He had a grin etched across his face as the kids came down, their excitement contagious. He couldn't help but join them quickly at the table, more than glad to finally be home and healthy enough to actually talk to them. Spend time with them.