[ helen sits back a little, curling her legs up under herself, as though making herself smaller would make this topic easier to manage. ]
John Druitt... A long time ago, back when I was very young, he and I were very close. He was everything I wanted and he would have done anything I asked. Anything at all. So of course, when he proposed, I readily accepted.
[ but nothing lasts anymore, does it? ]
We were happy, but after the Source Blood, when our genetic Abnormalities surfaced, things changed. What do you know of Whitechapel in 1888? [ aka the ripper murders. ]