Helena was glad to see her Uncle smile so freely. While she would admit her memories of their time together in the main time line were rather hazy she had a feeling she hadn't smiled all that often. Following him out of the library and into another room she saw it was quite cozy feeling especially once Salazar had lit the fire. Sitting across from him she helped herself to some of the fruit before answering his question.
"It has been good but strange," she admitted. "While I have enjoyed talking to you, Aunt Helga and Uncle Rick I kind of wish I had the courage to talk to more people. I have commented in a couple of people's journals but nothing really came from it. My conversation with Ollivander was rather fascinating though. It would be interesting to talk more with him when I have the chance." Looking up at him she conintuned a lot more softer than what she had been, "I wish Mama was here though. I miss her so much." With that she looked down at the table and refused to look at him. She could feel tear welling in her eyes as she thought of her mother especially since she had never gotten to apologise to her before she arrived here.