"I believe it is long overdue to renew and reawaken that passion. So for that, I thank you." Despite the projects she'd been working on, her scientific interest hadn't been reignited until she'd seen those lights. It was only a spark, but a spark was all that was needed to ignite a fire.
As Bruce reminded her that hope would not desert people, Helena nodded a little. She had spent so long being angry for what the world had taken from her that she'd believed hope had abandoned her. But really, she had turned from hope because she hadn't been strong enough to hold onto it. Despite the fact hope had defined her in her younger years, she had let go of it so easily. But what else could she have done when her daughter had been murdered in a senseless act and she'd been powerless to stop it or change it?
Looking at his hand, a bit of a puzzled look came over her face. She nodded a bit, reached out and took his hand, wondering what he had up his sleeve in this instance.