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Helena Wells-Quinzel is H.G. Wells (indelibleink) wrote in makebelievelog,

Listening to the explanation, the baffled expression on Helena's face gave way to one of understanding. Now it all made sense. It was rather clever, and at least a magical deterrent would work longer than any other way Helena or the elder Anakin could come up with to keep their younger selves from causing damage to themselves, the castle, or anything else.

"That is rather clever, well done. Hopefully they both will continue to be deterred by this for at least a while." Helena smiled. "I have been sketching up plans for various security measure I can put in our room to alert myself and Myka if my younger self ever tries to sneak out at night again." Helena knew that her younger self sneaking out at night was going to always be an issue on some level. "Though hopefully with them both being in school, their minds will also be focused elsewhere for the time being as well." That was another positive to enrolling her younger self in school. The girl would be too busy doing her homework and soaking in every piece of knowledge she could to really plot any elaborate schemes of escape. Or so she hoped, anyway.

"That matter aside, how are you doing?" It had been a while since Helena had last actually talked to Anakin. Save for the whole feverish discussion about furniture staging a revolution and so forth, but Helena didn't count that one. She hadn't been in her right mind like she was now.