Tales; NYC Alley: Helena W/Snow W
[Help? Helena shuddered at the word, her knees edging forward on the asphalt to take more of her weight as she brought her arms up protectively. Help had been denied when Dick offered, when Bruce and Selena offered, but she'd been able to feel everything then, so much that hurt, even if everything she was feeling was on the inside and not the out. But now she couldn't feel her hands, and when she tried to flex her fingers, there was no movement at her sides.]
I -- I -- [She shook her head and glanced at the woman. You can't stay out here like this. She knew what she was.] No labs. No hospitals. [No rooms with needles or rockets or people that wanted to study her.] You're not with the government are you?