The woman gave a small chuckle at his little before sort of going to get a little bit of house work done. She just tidied things up a little, neatening the cushions in the living room and putting some of Silas's toys away. She heard Liz calling for her, and gave her some paper and pencils to draw with once she'd finished her book. She soon wandered back to Sage, his little comment making her chuckle softly. "I take it you're feeling a bit better today," she mused lightly, pecking his cheek gently. "Come sit down in the living room... I want to sort your hair," she mused lightly to him.

Sage had hummed lightly in response to her comment once she got back, nodding lightly with a shrug in response to her comment. "I suppose so," he chirped. Then, when she mentioned sorting his hair out, he nodded. His hair was sort of uncomfortable by then. So, he allowed her to settle him on the couch and work on his hair. It felt nice anyway, he could admit that.