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"don't be silly...I'm just a little ....strange, TO THE KITCHEN!"

Sage then goes barrelling out of the infirmary, and after a few minutes of running around with no idea where he's going, he manages to get to the kitchen, once there he proceeds to make a mess while aquiring a fork, a plate, and a knife. he then runs out and back to the infirmary, bursting through the door with fanfare and a pose, " I found the stuff!"

After handing the procured items to fenris, Sage smiled, " but of course. haven't you heard? laughter is the best medicine"

with a smirk, Sage replies, " if I needed food, I would have gotten some, as it is, I am fine. thank you for asking though. and remember, you were injured, you need your food and your rest."

After a few minutes of being stared at, Sage blinks, " oh? should I go? I mean....er...uh...do you want me here or not?"

Sage nodded, and found a chair to relax in as he began to meditate. I will stay then, if only to make sure that she doesn't die on me....I won't have someone die under my care! it would ruin my non-existant reputation....and it would make me sad. hmmm...might as well check the life-lines and sleep....wait! I've got it! I can monitor the lifelines while I sleep, if anything get's worse, I can wake myself up.....to dreamland!

to an onlooker, it seemed like sage was having a pleasant dream, to a mindreader, he was running about a roman gladitorial arena, winning his fights by massive pie attacks on his opponents...who were the opponents? the mole people of course mrgreen

The slight tremor of shivering, though slight, minute, and barely detectible to even his hightenened senses, knocks Sage awake, and with a drowsy manner he gets up and pulls his chair closer. After laying his hand on the side of the bed, he uses a strange and unique technique. through use of this technique, he hightens his body temperature to well over 100 degrees, then through mental discipline he focuses the heat into his palm and channels it into the bed's matress, thus giving fenris a heated matress, ((*fanfare*)). he then lapses into a meditative state once more, slopping this onto his other task of monitoring ((in other words, his sleep is now barely restful.... sweatdrop ))


((oh, btw, the technique of hightening one's body temperature is a real ability that some people learn how to do. however, it's mostly those strange tibetan monks and stuff....they use it to dry frozen towels that are draped over thier backs, freaky ne?))

((I'm around, if anyone else is. Seems like things are sort of moving again around here.))