Helen let her eyes search James' face as he sat down next to her and she moved a little nearer to him, close enough for comfort, but not too close as to be improper. When he reached for her arm, she allowed the touch, letting her eyes rest upon his hand for a moment before she moved her other hand and placed it atop his on her arm. She wasn't much of a touching kind of person, but this was nice. It was needed.

She opened her mouth to thank him again, but then closed it with a smile. He'd said not to thank him, yet she couldn't allow him to go without seeing the gratitude in her eyes as she looked back up at him, her smile warming just a touch.

"A better friend I couldn't have, I wager," she answered after a while, finally coming up with words that didn't sound foolish to her ears. Or as foolish. "Who else could I talk theory with in the day and... field test at night?"

That was an interesting was of putting it, but she couldn't quite come up with anything else that would make sense and not be completely insane should someone overhear who shouldn't.