Again, point Sirius. "I mean right here, in this room. You and me." Or maybe they were. She didn't know anymore. "Yes, I was attacked by a sodding dark wizard who killed me before Petersen brought me back." Dom hadn't mentioned the fact that she'd essentially been Avada Kedavra'd before she ended up back in Ridgeway. And yes, it had terrified her. "I don't feel safe here, no. Not at all. I haven't since getting here, even more since Victoire left. I get that we're prisoners here. Every sodding day I wake up here instead of home, I feel it." Just the lack of control over her life made Dominique a bit more jumpy than usual. "I'm not trusting a murderer with her life! I don't think he's good for her any more than you do but for some reason, he's been her protector this whole time. There's got to be a reason for that." Dominique was all about the reasons. And as much as she wanted to storm from the room instead of having this argument, she was staying there, having it out with Sirius. He didn't know her well enough to know how much that meant.