Helen looked confused, "You didn't know? I thought he might have told you..." She hadn't heard their conversation over the phone. Helen had just sat in the apartment and waited rather impatiently for Patroclus to arrive. She thought maybe the topic of Achilles killing Paris would have come up somewhere in there. Clearly, she was wrong. "I'm not," she said with what sounded like relief. "Because of Achilles I'm not stuck anymore." She sighed, the hint of a smile on her lips, "I just want things to go back to the way they were before all of this happened" By which, she meant back together Patroclus. She wouldn't soon forget what happened, but she needed some amount of normalcy in her life right now. Something familiar.