Perhaps more than anything else, the fact that Emily had been hurt so much by the Seal sending her home hurt Helena the most. She truly hated how much change the little girl had had to go through during the time she'd been back in her own world, a world where Emily Lake no longer existed, let alone as a child Helena was raising as her own. Helena had had a deep bond to Emily before the Seal had sent her home. She wasn't precisely certain if it was due to the mother-child bond that formed naturally, or if it had been because Emily was part of Helena, a different personality with different memories and experiences, but still part of her. Helena doubted she'd ever truly know the answer to that, but she knew given time, her and Emily would reform that bond.
Myka was correct, there had been a time when they both had known the other so well, but because of this place and the experiences within it, Helena was nearly a completely different woman than the one Myka would remember. That was even without her having been sent back home to experience a few months' time there. The Helena that had been here when this Myka had initially shown up had been drastically different. And due to what she'd lived through in their world, Helena was once again drastically different than she had been only a couple months prior. At least this time she'd moved in the right direction and was stable where her emotions and mindset were concerned. That was more than could be said for her by the time the Seal had decided to send her back home.
Those were fateful words that Myka had spoken. Helena had known sooner or later they would come, she just had not quite known precisely when. There was a slightly sharp intake of breath, if only because everything she had to tell started off as bad and only got worse from there. Tucking some hair behind her ear, Helena nodded. "I will tell you everything." She wasn't running away from the conversation. She wanted Myka to understand everything, to know what happened at home, to understand her and why she was the way she was. Quietly moving a chair closer to Myka, Helena sat down in it and made herself comfortable. She was silent for some moments, her expression thoughtful as she tried to decide where to start. She could start with going through everything that happened in their world. Or she could start with everything she'd experienced in this world, but for Myka to truly comprehend some things she'd been through in this world, she needed to know the original timeline of their world.
"I do warn you that of everything I have to tell you, Emily's existence is about the only good experience, both here and in our world that I have had." She put stress on the word good so Myka could try to prepare herself as best as she could. "I suppose I will start with things that happened in our world because some of that ties directly into things I have been through here." Helena took a breath, then began. "Which I start with when we were trapped in the Warehouse with Sykes' bomb. I know to you we managed to deactivate the bomb and save the Warehouse, but that is not how things went originally. In the original timeline, Sykes had been killed before we discovered the bomb. You, Pete and Artie were trying to find a way to disarm it without any success. While you did that, I poked around in the Warehouse's system and managed to reroute a portion of the outer barrier to a spot on the floor, insulating you, Pete and Artie from the imminent explosion. In that timeline, the Warehouse was destroyed, also killing Mrs. Frederic given her connection to the Warehouse, and I was also killed. When you initially arrived here, that was the point in time I was from." Helena pointed that out because it would lead to explaining some things later on. "But Artie tracked down and used Magellan's Astrolabe, which turned the clock back twenty-four hours. If you do not believe me, did you not think it was odd how Artie knew precisely where the bomb was located and how to disarm it? I knew that he'd traveled through time somehow, I just didn't know how, until later."
Helena paused there, allowing Myka to digest that much. While it was a lot for Myka to take in, it was barely scratching the surface of what she had to say.