Broken

[Sage]

Sage thought about Nox's question. He'd never had anyone know what information he had on them, or those that they cared about. It was almost always something he kept close to his chest - for him to use later. Why did that change anything? The knowledge that he had pricelessly devastating information. Sage could send Aria to jail for the image of the sword through a man's skull. Or the implication that she was involved in that building explosion. What other dirt could he find? Who else had Aria killed? Was about Dane? He was with Aria that night... Nox treated him with kid gloves.

Sage smiled at the man on the other side. "Nothing."
Sage paused thinking a little more. "Right now. Maybe a favor later."


Sage felt rather awkward saying things like that. He had never asked himself why he collected information. What did he gain from it other than the high that came with parsing through the information in his head. It was a new realm to think on. But he didn't want to hurt anyone...

"I just want you to be my friend."
Sage said flatly. His friends weren't like normal friends. He didn't usually speak to his friends like this. "Are you going to be okay?"