[ incredible self-discipline is yet another thing they have in common. helen is currently resisting the urge to place her hand either on his knee or on his arm. or perhaps on one of his hands. but the last thing they need is to act overly obvious before they've even had a chance to discuss things between themselves. her eyes meet his for a moment; hers are perhaps too blue for her hair color and she's honestly waiting for that question, especially after james' inquiry on it.
at jean-luc's teasing, however, helen laughs, an honest and very warm sound coming from her as her body rocks slightly from it. her cheeks flush at his admission, to the knowledge that he had overheard some of her conversations and likely even caught the looks she'd been throwing him. she ducks her head for a brief moment, her grin easy to see on her face. ]
Only a slight advantage? For shame, Captain. I thought you would have picked up on more than that. [ like her discussion / lecture with buffy. nikola would have a field day with the knowledge that she got schooled on love by buffy the vampire slayer. good thing he isn't here. jean-luc is quite handsome, she decides, especially when he's got his captain's aura up. helen herself is sliding back into a more victorian fashion: teasing the man she likes to show him, rather than actually saying it, and she appears less uptight and worried than she normally would. that may also have something to do with the spiked tea she was drinking earlier. who knows. ]