Bruce soon rolled over onto his side, opening his eyes as he woke up. He was still a little tired, but otherwise he was fine. He touched his leg where he had been shot, he uncovered the bandages, seeing the skin finally closed over the wound. He moved his leg a little feeling no pain, he looked down at his stomach it was still burned but not as bad as it once was. "hey max," he looked over to her. "I think I'm fine to move around out of bed now since my leg has healed and my burns aren't as bad as they were."