Helena chuckled softly at Gina's sound advice. "I'll have to save it for a time when I'll look good in something skimpy once more." She had only glanced down at her legs when they changed out her bandages but the little bit that she'd seen, it wasn't quite pretty. So much for plans for the beach anytime soon.
She tried to wave off the woman's initial worries, succeeding only in a weak gesture offhand gesture with her hand. "We're also a incredibly forgiving sort. And besides, you're not the reason we're all here. You're helping, and who can forget that?"
Helena couldn't begin to tell Gina how incredibly at ease she felt. Even if the woman had no clue what she was walking into, or what she was offering - anything truly did mean anything at Bellum - she was glad to hear it. She knew if the emergency arose, she could ask anyone in the building for help and she liked to think they would aid her. But it was nice to actually know someone to call. "The same goes for you. Anything at all, even if it looks like I won't be much help." She gave a half shrug and a laugh; she hoped Gina didn't need any heavy lifting anytime soon. "Questions or clarifications, I can't really explain it here but... It might be a little much to absorb right now. It'll be easier to understand once you spend some time there." That wasn't much of an answer to any of the questions Helena knew were swimming around Gina's head, but eventually it would all make sense. Or at least, Gina would one day really know what Helena meant.