Helen had grown up learning to be strong and independent. She had been bred to be the strong queen at her king's side. Too bad she had only been able to live that life for such a short time. She felt ashamed to know her existence today was due to being abducted by a lustfilled coward and not because she had been a great ruler. She continued to chop the vegetables, considering Briseis' question. Not good wouldn't have sufficed. And Briseis deserved a better answer than that. She hadn't truly confided in anyone before about her fears, and look where it had landed her. "In all honesty, I'm terrified it will happen again," she didn't sound scared but her expression told a different story. "When I don't let myself dwell on it I think that maybe I actually have a chance at living a normal life again. For a while I was doing better, I was going out farther from the apartment and exploring, and I even ran into Menelaus and his daughter. It was nice feeling normal again." She paused and took a deep, wavering breath, "And now I want to hide so that I can't be found again, because the thought of that bastard putting his hands on me makes me sick to my stomach." She set the knife down, "I know I can't ever truly be happy with these thoughts lingering in my head. So I guess to answer your question, I'm a lot of things right now. Mostly scared, but also angry because I just want to be happy and I can't be." Helen sighed. It felt good to get that out.