Well, watching her suddenly roll her eyes back and slump bonelessly into the bed was a rather brisk bucket of cold water on any pleased and anticipating emotions Remy had been basking. Was she playing around? It was a rather lovely kiss, but he should be swooning as she was the kisser. "Sage?" He leaned forward, trying to get a better angle on what was happening? He frowned and turned the hand over that he held onto, finding no pulse. "Petite!" Standing up, he pulled her over to put his cheek to her mouth, hoping to feel a breath or have her spring her trap or whatever this was.
She wasn't breathing, she wasn't breathing. He all but hopped over her bed to get to the door quickly."MCCOY! Getcher furry blue ass over here! Someone medical, we need help in here!" he shouted at the door jamb, looking up and down the hallway to spot someone coming, or going. Was there an attack? Someone got this deep into the mansion to off Sage? The string of words he used was definitely not allowed in the mansion part of the complex as he waited for someone reach them and help her or free him to go chase.