The smile returned to Myka's lips at Helena's response. It filled her heart with so much joy to know just how much she meant to the other woman. While the thought of her dying was still a sore topic between them, she couldn't argue the fact. Helena had given her life to ensure that she and everyone else lived, but most importantly that she did. She hadn't thought about how to define what she and Helena had as it was still so new. Pete and everyone else would say that it had been there always but it had taken Helena dying for her to realize the extent of her feelings. With her gaze still held by Helena's, Myka raised her hand and began stroking the Victorian woman's cheek. After a few moments she said while continuing her soft caress of Helena's cheek, "We don't need to put a title on this. But, if we were to label this, we'd be dating. And dating means you are my girlfriend and I can do this whenever I want." Myka closed the distance between them and kissed her again. She really couldn't get enough of the feel of Helena's lips against hers.