Helena was more than grateful Myka was standing with her now, ready to protect her. While Helena didn't exactly like having to be protected by others, she was so glad to have that now. To have others watching her back when she couldn't because not even the great H. G. Wells could see in all directions at once. She couldn't even always anticipate where enemies would come at her from. And when it came to Moriarty, Helena needed all the reinforcements and allies she could get. While it may not help her overall anxiety over the whole thing, it would at least be reassuring that should something happen, if Moriarty got a hold of her, she would have people to come find her and save her.
"I hope it does, but I'm not going to sit and hope for such a thing to occur. After all to do that would only spell my doom." Which she hated to think about, but they couldn't let themselves get lazy in this respect. "Considering he just finished toying with Sherlock, I have no doubt in my mind his focus now will be on Irene, on me, to try and stay under Sherlock's detection for the mean time."
The one word response, and the tone of voice in which Myka said it, only reinforced Helena's belief of how much Myka truly disliked Irene. "I need Irene to tell me everything she knows about Moriarty. It is the only way." Yes she could talk to Sherlock or Watson, but Sherlock was from a point in time before he'd met Irene. And Watson...she wasn't sure, but she would rather get Irene's take on things. After all, she was the ultimate target in this, and perhaps she had experiences in her own world she could lend to this. As much as Myka disliked and distrusted Irene, Helena had a great affinity for The Woman. She thought of her as a friend, and so she would obviously take her opinion into consideration.
That's when she remembered she'd managed to finish the receiver earlier before Moriarty had blown her out of the water, so to speak. Turning, she went over to her dining table, which was currently cluttered with papers and a few inventions, and picked up the tracking bug, then pulled her locket out of her shirt and opened it, slipping the bug inside it and closing it. Grabbing the receiver, she walked over to Myka and handed her the device.
"Insurance, in case the worst may occur. You will always be able to find me." She looked Myka in the eye. She was so incredibly scared, and the fear was overpowering in her dark eyes. For the first time in the time they'd known each other, Helena appeared truly frail because of the fear. It went well beyond the fear she'd shown in the Sanctum when she believed she was about to watch Myka die because of her inability to open the chess lock. "I'm so scared..." She didn't exactly need to give voice to it, Myka would be able to see it all over her body language, but Helena vocalized it, and she couldn't help another wave of tears filling her eyes, a couple more finding their way down her cheeks. Honestly, she could've used a hug about now, but she felt a little awkward just latching onto Myka in such a fashion since she'd never actually hugged the woman before. Invaded her personal space more often than not and suddenly latch onto her to save her life, yes, but never a hug.