05-03-2011, 11:00 PM
He shivered slightly, watching Alice hesitantly as the other continued to explain to him his point. “What about those who care for the artist? Surely they would be upset if the artist was hurt” He suggested, tilting his head slightly to the side. Did Alice have someone who would be upset for him? Who would try and watch out for him? Most likely he had a few friends, everyone had to have at least one, right?
At Alice’s next words, Sage stiffened, eyes lowering to watch the other tightening his grip around his own wrist slightly. He waited in the silence following Alice’s voice for a few seconds before stepping forwards, gently reaching out to take the other’s hands, carefully freeing his wrist from his grip. “That shouldn’t have happened Alice...Someone should have been there to at least help pull you up...No one deserves to be abandoned like that, least of all you” He murmured, moving to gently take the cup from Alice’s hand and set it down so he wouldn’t run the risk of dropping it. “But...You were strong enough to come back, that has to say something about you” As Sage spoke, he tried to smile up at the other, although it felt strained even to him.
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