Celeste nodded, helping, entering the apartment.

Once they were in there, sage settled down on the floor with the kids, handing out the bones to them

Celeste settled down on the couch watching them. He was such a good father.

Sage made sure each kid had a bone their size before settling down next to Celeste again

Celeste leaned onto his shoulder. "You're such a good father," she whispered.

Sage humemd softly. "I try," he noted, brows furrowing slightly. But right now they didn't even have a home

Celeste smiled, kissing his cheek. "You really are, Sage," she whispered honestly.

Sage let out a soft breath, shaking his head slightly. "How," he whispered back, shoulders slumping slightly. "I lost one....and now I can't even keep them safe," he muttered. "We don't even have a house. They're growing up in a city."

"Sage, neither of those things are your fault. And you have 9 alive and healthy children who love you," she whispered gently. "They're still young, they won't even remember the city. We'll be back at home before we know it,"

Sages brows furrowed slightly. He knew she was right but ...his mind wanted to make him think otherwise he supposed. "I hope not. They need a home, out where no one will bother them and the air isn't polluted and everything isn't so loud and smelly," he sighed. "I don't want them growing up like this," he added, leaning into her slightly. "We need to get this figured out soon." Hopefully, it would happen with all of them still alive and healthy.