Helena pouted. Fred seemed a bit more then upset and she couldn't understand why. It wasn't really his place, as they had come to the conclusion earlier, to decide what was right for her or not. "I am sorry. I did not mean to upset you." She reached for his hands, taking them in her own. "I was just.. I do not know. I am not fond of how very different I am here."
Tilting her head to the side, Helena blinked a few times. "You are upset with me." It wasn't a question. "Please, do not be. I told him to stop and then left. I believe the drink had altered my inhibitions." Helena glanced down at the drink in her hand currently.