She's more than willing to wait him out, her arms still firmly in place across her chest and her chin still lifted in defiance. She hears every word he says, making note of the specific references he's giving her, particularly the years. This is more than Jean-Luc has given her and while she's interested in his history and background, she would much prefer to hear about it from him. And even after all of this rattling off, she still has the gall to laugh derisively at the information he's supplied her.
"You sound like an encyclopedia entry," she responded, her voice nothing short of a sneer. "Oh you certainly know his history from top to bottom, but you don't actually know the man you claim to, do you? You don't know what makes him tick, why he would choose to thwart you like this, why being like this could never have satisfied him. I don't think you understand humanity at all and that is your greatest weakness."
Her voice softens just a little as she continues, once again speaking for Jean-Luc's benefit and not Locutus. "History alone does not make a man. Experiences do. You may know what happened to him, but you will never know what he truly experienced and because of that, you will never truly know him." As she hopes to one day know him. Perhaps this experience will be enough to help them move forward with whatever is between them. Helen refuses to believe she won't get him back.