"He won't succeed as long as I have any say in the matter." Of course she well knew those were probably hollow words when it came to Moriarty, but she wasn't a coward. Helena wasn't going to just curl up in a corner and never leave the complex until Moriarty was dead and gone. She was a fighter, and she needed to embrace that aspect of herself so she wouldn't give in to the fear. Because she was truly scared now that Moriarty knew her weaknesses.
Which really was not sitting well with her. Helena knew just one well-placed word, or even one well-chosen video that Moriarty sent her would be enough to push her over the edge. She would again become that woman that lived only to cause pain, to unleash the fury of her heart and she wouldn't differentiate between friend or foe. She would try her hardest not to turn down that path again, but Helena also knew it was a very real possibility that she would snap. And she knew Myka knew that. Even Claudia would know that to some extent. But everyone else that she'd befriended in this world? They all had no idea how close they all were to danger simply because Moriarty now knew what buttons to push with Helena. One move, and she would once again become a murderer. And if that happened, the only question would be how many people would be hurt before Myka could stop her?
Helena smiled gently back at Myka. "Of course I would." And she really would. She had moved beyond using Myka as a means to an end she wished to see, and saw her as a friend, someone she trusted more than anyone else. Myka would have her back and she would have Myka's. And that meant more than Helena could ever say. It was something she hadn't had since before she'd been Bronzed. Yes Myka had such a stance before Helena's betrayal in Warehouse 2, but she hadn't seen it, hadn't seen anything other than her own rage and anger and pain. But now, it was something she held close to her heart because it was one of the only things keeping her from losing herself completely.
Setting her tools and Grappler aside, Helena picked her tea back up and sipped it, leaning back against the couch. She went into thought about things, about how to protect herself against Moriarty. Ensuring complete safety was undoubtedly out of the question, there never was a plan that would ensure complete safety. The closest to that would've been the Barrier Field around the Warehouse, but even then there were holes, as Helena herself was more than painfully aware of.
"I don't suppose you would support using a body double for myself to try and throw off Moriarty?" She glanced at Myka, one eyebrow raised in curiosity. It was mostly a suggestion made from amusement alluding to that woman who looked exactly like her. She was fairly sure Moriarty wouldn't fall for that, but it did amuse Helena and she wished to lighten the mood before she got too stuck on a train of thought she didn't want to entertain anymore.