You're safe now, Heaven.

"Can she get up and fight in this state? From a doctor's point of view and a friend, can she?"

Moose's remarks halted at Dominic's sudden question. Deep lines appeared between his brows, observing Dominic, who was still staring intensely at his wife. 

"Fight?" Moose scoffed. "To be honest, if I'm being personal, she can. With all her injuries healing up at such an impossible speed, she might be running around in a few days. That is, if she responds!"

"Wait." He paused and frowned, looking at Dominic in displeasure. "Do you think she would escape?"

"No. I'm not talking about her," Dominic whispered, eyes still on Heaven, planting his hand on her shoulder. He smiled while his lips quivered, patting her shoulder as mild as he could, it almost appeared awkward. "You're safe now, Heaven."