Typically, Helena could adapt to new situations fairly easily. She could handle nearly every situation she was thrown in to. However, this was something she was unprepared for. This was something she didn't know how to handle. This was something she hadn't had to deal with before. There had been Sykes, but he hadn't exactly been angling to kill her or hurt her. He needed to put her back together in order to open the blasted chess lock. Sykes needed to exploit Helena's mind. Moriarty? Oh he'd undoubtedly exploit her mind, he well knew who she was. But ultimately, he'd want to hurt her. And all to get under Irene's skin. And if Helena didn't play along, if she didn't at least try to keep his interest, he'd undoubtedly drag Myka and Claudia into this, and she was not going to stand for that.
"We can take one thing to our advantage, though it won't be much of one. Moriarty will have done his homework, he would have seen all there was to see of whatever it is we are characters in here. No doubt he will try to exploit my mind first." Helena well knew she had a great mind, but why did the psychopaths always try to exploit it? "I really don't know who I would prefer exploiting my mind, Moriarty or Sykes. Moriarty is far more dangerous than Sykes, but Moriarty does not have the chess lock to force me to stick you in." Helena shuddered slightly. Oh she hated thinking about the chess lock. Hated thinking about how close she had come to being responsible for Myka's death.
"And you know I always wear my locket, so you'll always be able to find me." Unless, of course, Moriarty took it from her if he would manage to capture her. But Helena pushed that thought from her mind quickly. She didn't need to sit and think about the possibilities of what could potentially happen. It would only make her more frightened, and she needed to calm down right now, not continue to get worked up.
She all ready knew Myka would find sources of her own that she trusted for information on Moriarty, and Helena was grateful for that. She would take any and all information on the man she could get right now. Helena was also very aware that she'd just gone to two different extremes of the emotional spectrum in the time Myka had been here. She felt like a pendulum, but she couldn't help it. At least she was expressing the emotions as they came and went. And at least in this current moment, she was feeling less murderous than she had a couple minutes earlier.
She finally sank onto her couch, able to stop pacing for the mean time. She reached out and closed her laptop, not wishing to see what was on the screen. Helena truly hated feeling this vulnerable, this defenseless. But all she needed was to lay the groundwork for getting through this. She took a deep breath and looked up at Myka. "This will be the hardest case yet for Bering and Wells to solve, but I have faith that we will get through it." It was meant in a more light-hearted manner, though the fact she didn't attempt to put her own name first, as she'd once done, spoke volumes to her mental state at the moment.