Another Emergency

[Sage]

Sage's smile widened when Dr. Kinnard spoke of dying of old age. "I will endeavor to reach a ripe old age."


She seemed eager to get her hands on him which made the paranoia creep inside. She claimed it was exploratory in nature - it wouldn't hurt. He'd not feel it. But it was precisely the thing you would say to a child to reassure them about getting a dreaded shot. Needles and doctors had never bothered him - at least not until he'd overheard his parents discussing his death.

He'd made a choice moments before to trust her, but now that she was ready and wanted to look Sage had to make the choice again. Trust was not something he gave easily. Yet moments ago he had trusted her - fully.

He was getting in his own way. Sage leaned back against the bed and nodded. "Though perhaps before you start, locking the door and pulling the blinds before our intrepid nurse rejoins us might be a good idea."
It was a let's hide what we are doing suggestion, but Sage knew he was stalling. He wished Sasha was there to hold his hand. Hell, he'd settle for the annoying little brother of Aurora Durante at the moment.

No amount of trust was going to erase years of paranoia and fear. But he trusted her. He whispered mostly to himself. "I trust you."