Sage raised his eyebrows when she mentioned she stopped aging, and then nodded slowly. "So you're immortal," he noted quietly. "Then....what are you, exactly," he asked. He was honestly just curious. It wasn't often he met someone else who wasn't just....human. "if you don't want to say that's fine," he added quickly, knowing if she hadn't mentioned anything he probably would never even think about telling her about himself. But if she told him, he might tell her. It may be nice to just say it to someone, get it off his chest. Acknowledge it without it being in a negative light. Though he nodded when she said he could stay and let out a breath of relief. "Thanks," he mused quietly, a sudden wave of tiredness washing over him as he stayed in the chair. "I really do appreciate all of this," he added with a sort of sigh, a light blush forming on his face. He didn't often thank people ...he was normally in the position to curse at them or suffer what they were doing or saying silently...so it was a bit odd to be thanking someone.

Sage hummed lightly in response to her comment, nodding when she told him what she was. "so if I wake up groggy tomorrow I'll know who to blame," he teased lightly, hoping she'd take it as the joke it was and nothing more. "well, I couldn't tell you what you are or why things happen the way they do," he noted after her next comment. "I mean....I'm a werewolf and we see how far that's gotten me," he snorted. His blush had faded after a moment or so, especially once she'd seemed to not care if he'd thanked her or not. Of course ...he felt odd just passing out in her room, but he did wish they could just...sleep. "speaking of sleep, don't stay up because I'm here. I'll just pass out whenever," he noted with a shrug.

Sage chuckled softly in response to her first comment then shrugged when she mentioned the spot he was in. "It's all I could get," he noted. "The people around here don't think highly of us. Creatures, I mean," he warned her, pinching his lips together. "I wound up having to sleep with the lady in charge of the guy running this place to even get her to think about hiring a 'foul beast of an animal', as she put it," he snorted. "They finally agreed to it since they can get away with paying pennies. Saves them more money," he mused. "But it's better than nothing, and I'm not exactly in a position to change that," he sighed, nodding when she said she should sleep.

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It wasn't long after that they'd both fallen asleep...well it was more like he passed out once he knew she was getting into bed and closed his eyes, but whatever. He was up with the sun the next morning, having to get down to work. He slipped out quietly, not wanting to wake the girl, who was still sleeping peacefully. He was grateful to her....he really was. So he figured he'd leave her in peace. Soon enough the tavern was open though, and he was running around again. He felt much better after a decent night's rest, though.

Sage cocked his head slightly, considering the option. "The underworld," he repeated. "How would that work with a human family," he pointed out. It probably wouldn't...and he wasn't going to leave them behind.

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Sage hoped the girl had slept well ...when he didn't see her emergency from her room for a while after he'd left, he figured she'd slept just fine. No doubt it would have been more enjoyable for her if he was better at his job...which he felt slightly bad about, but still. He noticed her come out eventually, but was busy dealing with a customer at the time, so he didn't have time to go say hello. And he wasn't sure she'd even want him to.

Sage had thought about what's she'd said the night before as he watched her sit down at the stool. A mafia could work...but he wouldn't want to endanger his daughter being in an environment like that. Whatever, he had to force it out of his mind when he nearly messed up an order. He was ask to fix it, but it cost him time she didn't really have, and drunk customers weren't the nicest ones.

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When he noticed that girl sit down at the bar, he finished up what he was doing before moving back over to the kitchen and then in her direction. "How do you like your coffee, then? Black as your soul," he joked lightly, handing a drink to the person nearby and waiting for her response with a cocked head. He felt much better than before....maybe that's why he was so perky today. Or...feeling normal? Whatever. He wasn't exhausted beyond reason, and it was nice.