Helen smiled slightly, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to worry you." She really didn't, there just wasn't a way to say we need to talk without it including a sense of foreboding. She cleared her throat and readjusted to sit more toward Briseis. "I've been re-training myself the last several months. As in, fighting... using a sword, bow and arrows, hand-to-hand combat," she admitted. "But it's not just to pick back up my skills." She paused before the full truth came out, "I'm going after Paris."