"It's a paradox. In my own time, I had bright hopes for the future and always looked to it. And now that I'm in the future, I find that I miss the world I knew. Don't get me wrong, I'm far more pliable to today's social standards and views of women than the Victorian standard, but there was a simplicity that I miss. Or perhaps it is just my innocence that I miss." Which was actually perhaps the root of it all. It had been Christina's death that had drastically changed Helena's views and personality and sent her on a downward spiral that she was still trying to pick herself up from. The day her daughter had died was the day Helena had lost her innocence and optimism for the future. After that, all she'd seen was black. When she'd requested to be bronzed, she had hoped to wake in a better future, but found that it had only gotten worse.
"I am glad you think so. I don't want her to be sad, but it can't exactly be helped in that situation." She rested her elbow on the back of the couch and propped her head against her hand, shifting a bit to more face Claudia. "I know, had they had the time, they would've found some other way. They are tireless if nothing else." Helena smiled gently, remembering the hug she'd unexpectedly gotten from Pete after they managed to get rid of Sykes. Come to think of it, that was probably the first hug she'd gotten since before she'd been bronzed.
Looking at Claudia as she said she'd almost rather be here, Helena smiled gently. "You know, I share that sentiment. Being here is better than being dead. And the company is excellent, I must say." Her smile widened. This would definitely be a chance for her to better get to know Claudia, and Helena was definitely going to take advantage of that.