Her breath came in soft pants. Her brows lowered in consternation. None of his words were comforting and as she removed herself from the bike in a part of town that she should never have stepped foot. She pointed at him and accused hotly.<br/><br/>"Of course it won't be pleasant! Are you serious?"<br/><br/>She was incredulous, her face a mask of fury and sadness. Her emotions flowed like the ocean,like a constant wave of water overlapping the other. Her eyes strayed to him in a condescending manner, lips pursed in pout. Sober and in her right mind, she was fetching. Blue eyes pierced into Sage as if he were a saboteur.<br/><br/>"What's yer game?" "You could give a shit about Barry...."<br/><br/>It was a soft whisper, eyes narrowed on him like he was some sort of mystery to be solved.