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Amira smiled softly, kissing him back and placing a hand on his chest while still holding their daughter with the other.
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Sage just smiled softly and when they pulled back he moved to squeeze her hand. "I'll go talk to the doctors and see if we can go home," he noted softly
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Amira nodded, turning and heading back up to the room
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Sage watched her go before going to talk to a doctor. He came back after that, greeting Amira happily. "They said they want to monitor you for a few more hours but we can leave this afternoon," he noted. "We can pick up a pizza or something on the way home and just have that for dinner and relax at home, yeah?"
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"I'm not too hungry..." She muttered, though she really should eat something because she hadn't for a couple days. While she was sick, she had lost nearly 10 pounds from it
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Sage nodded, expecting that answer. "I know, but you need to regain your strength," he noted softly. "At least try to get one piece down, or a small salad. Please?"
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Amira sighed. "Alright. She muttered
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Sage nodded and gave her a smile. "Thank you," he noted softly, squeezing her hand gently
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Amira nodded, sitting down. "I'm a little dizzy..."
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Sage nodded, taking Liz and letting her sit down on the bed. He handed her come water and then took the glass back once she'd had a drink, sitting next to her. "Take a nap," he suggested. "When you wake up we can probably go home."
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