Well, it wasn't as if either woman was used to having to be protected by others. Not in this sense, at least. Having a partner to have your back on the field? Of course. But nothing like this, where psychopaths were targeting on you and you needed someone there to help protect you. And it wasn't as if either of them were weak. They were Warehouse agents. They were trained for weird and survival. But that didn't make Moriarty focusing on Helena any easier to deal with. It didn't give them insight on how to handle this. All Myka could do was hope her training with Secret Service would come in use now.
"I'm not saying that. I'm just hoping that will be the case..." Still, Helena had a point. He had messed with Sherlock, even drugged him. There was no need to bother him at the moment. Move his pieces, yes, but nothing focused on the man. He would get lost in his cases again while Moriarty played with his other intended victims as a means to pass the time. Too bad they couldn't get Sherlock's input on this. While Irene would have a better idea than they would, Sherlock would be the one with the most information but between the drugging and his own cases that he was working on to locate the man, it probably wouldn't be wise.
"I know." But just because she knew didn't mean she liked it and she didn't bother masking it in her voice. While she had already decided talking to Sherlock was out of the question because of his own schedule, she would still prefer him or Watson to Irene. But Helena would believe her so what was the point. Myka would just have to find a way to get answers in other venues as well. Ones she could actually trust.
As Helena went and put something on her locket, Myka just blinked before she was handed the receiver. It gave her the memory of Claudia making a tracking device to keep track of Artie's glasses case as he always lost it. Simple but efficient. Assuming he didn't lose the receiver. Still, Myka wasn't absent minded like their leader and so she just took it and nodded.
"Good. I'll keep it on me at all times."
And she would. Myka wasn't losing Helena. Not like this. Not when she had her back. But to hear her admit to being scared? To looking so... defenseless? It was surreal and Myka didn't like it. Helena was strong, had been through so much... And Myka didn't know what to do. Not this time.
"I know... but we'll get through this." Somehow. Somehow they would get through this. That was the only option.