Sage let out a soft breath, glancing over at her, face softening. "I know you don't think so....but society still does," he noted softly.

"Well, fuck society,"

Sage chuckled, then winced as his torso practically yelled at him. "I say fuck it to a lot of things," he noted, eyes already drooping again despite the pain and nausea still overtaking him.

Celeste giggled and nodded, "Same,"

Sage just curled into her slightly, letting out a sigh. "Well we can't do anything about her now," he sort of slurred, drifting off again already. "We'll figure more out....later."

Celeste sighed. "Yeah,"

Sage let his eyes drift shut, and he slowly slipped off into a light sleep.

Celeste rubbed his back, comforting him.

Sage just subconsciously shifted against her

Celeste gently massaged his arm, still working through the knots gently.