Sage pecked remys head lightly and peered around the cove. It was a nice little place, and decently warm, which was good. And far enough away from the town no one would bug them. "How'd you find this place," he asked after a moment

Remy smiled, "It was my old treasure trove, before someone found it. Now my trove is somewhere different, but I still come here time to time. This is how I found out I could have legs,"

Sage hummed in thought, nodding along. "Makes sense," he noted. Then he cocked his head. "You collect things? I didn't know that."

Remy nodded. "Yeah. How do you think I got Rosalie to put that spell on you?"

Sage sort of cocked his head with a shrug. "I wasn't sure," he admitted. "I'm still not entirely familiar with how all this stuff works," he pointed out with a sort of chuckle.

Remy chuckled. "True. Well, I had to pay her. I gave her my stand of rare pearls,"

Sage cocked his head slightly. "Could...could you show it to me sometime," he asked, almost shyly. He didn't know if it was a place Remy wanted to stay secret. He didn't want to push any boundaries.

Remy nodded. "Yeah, sure. But you can't talk about it in town. I can't have someone finding out where it is and raiding it,"

Sage chuckled and nodded, slightly relieved when Remy agreed so easily. "It'll be out secret," he promised with a wink and grin.

Remy grinned and chuckled.