Even though it was brief, Helena saw the pained look on Anakin's face. Of course, she didn't exactly know what the circumstances he had back home, but she did pick up on the fact that she had said something that hit a chord within him. She felt bad for it, but it wasn't exactly her fault when she didn't know. Helena was undoubtedly one of the very few in this place that didn't know who Anakin was. Or would become, rather.
Though the admission of Anakin being the one to kill Padmé was one she hadn't expected. Helena blinked in surprise, not exactly certain how to respond to that. Though as she listened to his explanation, it did make sense. Well, sort of. She didn't exactly understand why he'd been taught that love leads to the Dark Side, though she understood the meaning behind it. It had been her own love for her daughter that had driven her down the dark path she'd taken.
"I think it is more a matter of trying to allow yourself to feel, but to keep your emotions from getting out of control. I know that is far easier said than done, but there is truth to it. Learning moderation is not easy, and love means being unable to stand the thought of losing the ones you love." Helena brushed a hand through her hair, knowing that she felt just as strongly about not being able to lose Myka. It was part of why she'd laid down her life to save Myka because she didn't want her to die, so she'd saved her, happy to die in a way that gave her life some meaning once again. "Sometimes things happen that we don't plan, such as a child coming into our lives. If Padmé is pregnant, then adjustments need to be made and precautions need to be taken. But at least in this place, there are no outward threats upon either of your lives."
After pausing a moment, she looked at Anakin. "Have you had a vision here similar to the ones you had in your world since Padmé told you she might be pregnant?" Because if he had, then clearly things needed to be quickly rectified.