Sage made sure their things were settled and then took care of Liz. He couldn't help the grin that formed on his face when he noticed Celeste digging their clothes out from the bed, as it reminded him of their morning. He sort of just watched her for a few moments before packing up the last few things he's used to feed, burp, and change Liz.

At her comment, he looked over at her and nodded with a grin, shifting Liz to one arm so he could grab some of the bags. "yup," he chirped lightly, rather excited to go see their new house. They'd seen pictures, but that wasn't the same as going to it, and actually moving into it. Really making it home. He'd never really had a home before...the tavern was the closest he'd ever had, and that was far from anything positive. So, he really was more excited than he could express.

They were in the car soon enough, and he sort of shifted about the entire time, his large amounts of energy coupling with his excitement to make....you guessed it....an even higher amount of atrocious energy. The temptation to start chewing on the heat piece of the seat in front of him was rather strong, which didn't happen often....and told him it was definitely good to scramble out of the car once it stopped in their driveway.

Sage had enjoyed the car ride, and seeing the greenery flash past. He did note how many kids it could possibly hold ....and he could admit it made him feel nice knowing Celeste wanted a nice big family. And one with him, of all things. He still could barely believe it.

Once they got to the house, he moved to get out of the car, looking around eagerly, senses bombarded but in a good way. He wanted to take it all in .. this was their home now. He moved to grab the bags from the car with a grunt, shouldering them all despite their added together weight. It wasn't that bad, and he needed to do something to get his energy out. Plus, Celeste had Liz.

He grinned over at the girl, squeezing her hand when she came up beside his. His nose and ears were still going, much like a dog's....his ears didn't move often, since he was conscious about it, but they did come to a slim end, and they could move. There were so many new sounds and smells, and he was really just enjoying taking it all in. "let's do that," he chirped lightly, nodding and stroking off towards the house, his long strides eating up the ground eagerly. Hed taken his hair out of its bun at some point on the ride down, so it was whipping around in the breeze as he moved, and it certainly felt nice to finally be out and in nature. They had a house, yesterday, but the few trees outside the tavern hardly consisted of a forest. And now they had land he could be in. This was his environment, what he was meant for. It was really quite wonderful. He'd explore the woods later though, with his family hopefully. For now, he wanted to get moved in and settled.

Sage wandered along inside the house eagerly, kicking his shoes off and nudging them to the side with his feet. He set the bags he was carrying down next to the couch that was there....they could put that stuff away later. For now, he really just wanted to look around and explore their new home. His nose and ears were still going the entire time they walked about, and he had a wide grin on his face the entire time as well. It was even better than what he'd thought it would be.

"Yeah," he chirped in response to her comment, moving to hoo along again as they moved up the stairs. He peeked into all the bedrooms before they got to theirs, where he and Celeste would be staying. The bed was large, with what looked to be very comfortable and fuzzy bedsheets and all that.....and he hummed slightly, eyeing the room. "I can't wait to use that," he mused, a somewhat mischievous tone to his voice. She'd know what he meant.

Once he was done looking around inside, he moved to settle Liz down in her bed and turn on the baby monitor, moving to open the windows through the house on his way back downstairs so there'd be some fresh air from the forest coming into the house, with all its smells and sounds. It was just nice. Very nice. He couldn't really explain it. He'd soon enough moved to start putting things away, from their bags, but when he was about halfway done, a sudden aching pain shot through his chest. It hurt enough that he winced a raised a hand to the hurting spot, rubbing it slightly with his knuckles until the pain faded slightly. He moved to grab the rest of the bags then, letting out a slow breath. So he would be morphing tonight. Wonderful.

Sage had been planning to just continue unpacking, despite the occasional twangs of pain he now knew were faint warning that he'd morph that night. When Celeste stopped him though, obviously concerned, he sort of just sighed and ran a hand over his face, offering her a small smile and a nod. "we'll have to make sure the shed is set up," he murmured, suddenly just....really tired. Yup, he was definitely crashing, he could feel the migraine coming from a mile away. Wonderful. Couldn't this have waited until they'd unpacked, at the very least? Granted, it was nearing dinner time, which meant they didn't have more than a couple hours before the change started, but still. He'd sort of been hoping to be ok for a day or two...so he could explore the area, get to know his surroundings before being completely helpless. Celeste would be there, but what if he hurt her? He'd never forgive himself for that. It was all just hurting his brain, really.

Sage would have argued with her if he hadn't felt so terrible....in all reality, if he wasn't on the verge of just falling over at the moment, he would have insisted he help finish packing before he lay around like some sort of lump on a log. But the migraine was coming on worse and worse every passing second, so it was all he could do to nod in response to her comment and slowly make his way upstairs and flop onto their bed with a groan.

It was rather pathetic really, this being the first time in his bed of their new house....but he was hurting too much to really think much about it. Or...think at all. He sort of just lay there miserably, feeling too bad to even do anything about the pain.

When he heard Celeste speak up, he sort of just groaned and moved to squint up at her, face drawn. "I feel like shit," he grumbled. "And the damn thing hasn't even started yet," he added with a huff, glancing at the time. They had around an hour to get down to the cell, which was what he'd taken to calling it, so he moved to sit up, face scrunching up as he did so. He eventually managed to get to his feet with Celeste's support, and limp down the stairs and out of the house. Hopefully, the cell would work, because they didn't exactly have a second option.