"Sage?" Adele inquired quietly in that one silent moment as his eyes cast down to his shoes. Suddenly, he was quite grim. The change was so quick that she could not help but assume there was something he wasn't telling her, but what could she do? She couldn't pressure the man into telling her, they barely knew each other, but the abrupt shift made her so sad for Sage that she could not just stand there and watch. And when he finished his statement, her thoughts were already turning into actions. Placing the paper on the counter, it was like Adele's legs moved without her. Her motions were hesitated, worried about the outcome they would bring. "I'm sorry," she murmured, wrapping her arms around him in the most careful hug she could manage.