Helen just gave him a smirk that clearly said, "How indeed?" before she lifted the chip to her mouth and actually took a bite out of it. Small, but at least it counted for something.
She knew that in order to find peace with everything, she had to accept Ashley's death, and the only way to do that was to finally pay a visit to her daughter's room. The door had been closed after the Cabal had taken her and Helen had silently banned everyone from entering the room. Most of them knew better than to even imagine it and Kate valued her life far more than to press about the room after the initial question that told her it had belonged to Ashley. Helen didn't want anyone intruding on the last piece of her daughter she had left and she wasn't certain when she would be able to face that room. At times, she was able to walk by it while ignoring its existence, but more often than not, she avoided that hallway completely, even going as far as to take a path that was well out of her way to bypass it.
Helen Magnus was the queen of denial and avoidance. She knew she needed to face that room, but she didn't want to and doubted she ever would.
Will's answer snapped her from her thoughts and she smiled in response. "Lucky for you that's my job. Learning how to say complicated phrases in Norwegian or any of the African dialects was difficult enough decades ago."
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She knew that in order to find peace with everything, she had to accept Ashley's death, and the only way to do that was to finally pay a visit to her daughter's room. The door had been closed after the Cabal had taken her and Helen had silently banned everyone from entering the room. Most of them knew better than to even imagine it and Kate valued her life far more than to press about the room after the initial question that told her it had belonged to Ashley. Helen didn't want anyone intruding on the last piece of her daughter she had left and she wasn't certain when she would be able to face that room. At times, she was able to walk by it while ignoring its existence, but more often than not, she avoided that hallway completely, even going as far as to take a path that was well out of her way to bypass it.
Helen Magnus was the queen of denial and avoidance. She knew she needed to face that room, but she didn't want to and doubted she ever would.
Will's answer snapped her from her thoughts and she smiled in response. "Lucky for you that's my job. Learning how to say complicated phrases in Norwegian or any of the African dialects was difficult enough decades ago."