Mercy: Hello Maurice.

Maurice: *grabs her throat* You five seconds before I give to my grandma.

Mercy: How should I say this?

Maurice: *tear off her left arm* I'm no mood to for jokes! I'm on thin ice with you.

Mercy: *hiss in the pain* Okay. The deal was that you were supposed broken and depressed over Moon's death so when you were alone, Thanos would go to you and manipulate you to something so you would follow his command.

Maurice: Why he's so interested in me?

Mercy: *has a nosebleed* Don't say it like that. He wanted you because of your stamina and healing abilities that restore whoever  you heal back to health and fighting condition.

Maurice: *stares at her* You're reason is...logical.

Mercy: Thank you.

Maurice: However, you haven't earn my, Keres, Emma, forgiveness.

Mercy: *crying* That's okay so can I move back in.

Maurice: Sure. You better come out, Frostwing.

Frostwing: *comes out* How did you know?

Maurice points to his nose.

Frostwing: Oh yeah...Dragon slayer sense of smell.