Sharing memories with mirror makes it so easy to be honest. Sage doesn't like to talk about what happened between you and her, back when they were too young and stupid, naive and innocent. She can't forget it. Seeing your face every day is nightmare for her heart.

It's really hard for her. Sage and you have a very good relationship, no one guesses that they were lovers before, and now they are nothing more than friends. And it's probably hard to admit even in front of the mirror, but she misses that time, they broke up because there was no time for each other, but working in the same place is same. Sage just wants to dream, or forget by turning heart into a bright birch crystal.

Standing at your door, Sage eyebrows lower at first, not wanting to even raise her hand, but it does, she swears. Her fist knocks gently, if you hadn't come up, she would have chickened out as always and left. But you. You opened door looking at her with a carefree face, and how can she call you a friend? She's still...

— "I need to talk to you."

Her voice breaks, not like she's trying to cry, but like Sage herself doesn't know what she wants. Most reserved and rational member of Valorant team has been crushed.