Exploring the Damage

[Sage]

Sage opened his eyes when the pretty doctor came in. He was glad to see her, at least she hadn't backed out on him. He was a little disgruntled his one and only friend in Moscow was off doing god knows what with god knows who. Sage couldn't help the little bit of jealousy that floated through his mind before it was gone. Nox wasn't his - never was and he sighed to himself like never would be.

He smiled at the doctor. "As ready as I'll ever be to have someone poking around in my head."
He wasn't looking forward to it and he could feel the anxiety of the situation, the lack of his connection and everything would be too much, he wished for those stupid pills but he hadn't had one since the concert. Even his little fix of information was hardly helping now.

His voice sounded small and he felt even smaller, "Don't let them hurt me."
It was a prayer to the unknown gods of this world, and a plea to the one in front of him - at least that's what Nox called people like him - gods... Sage only hoped he was right on that account.