Helga laughed when she heard Godric's description of how he first met Salazar in the village. "I would have loved to have seen a younger version of all of you. I would wager you were all cute. I am sorry I was not around, or maybe I was but can't remember. How old were you?" She then looked about the chamber, thoughtfully, "We built this?" She smiled. "It goes to show what can come about with teamwork."
To prevent an accident, Helga placed the cap upon the ink and set it upon the table beside the bed. "What do you know of the magic of this place? Where are we, exactly? Are we really here, or mayhaps it is a shadow of ourselves? I wonder if this could be the afterlife, or beyond the Veil." When Helga waxed thoughtful, she tended to ramble.