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Ah, there we are. [ There's a hint of a smile, one more from thinking of a memory than actual joy ] It's quite alright, you are aware of that? Your choice is your own, and your reasons are justified, and you forget that I do know you. [ It has been a while, something that is often surprising on both ends ]

Just breathe for a moment, and relax. You have time, never forget that. [ Of course it sounds simpler coming from the person who is saying those words ] Things often do have a habit of falling into place, and there is no exception to that. Take another day and look through it again. You may find a new perspective to it all, or at least a fresh idea.

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[If there's anything she's learned, it's that life tends to move in cycles. The inevitable will always fall into place, no matter the circumstances, no matter how hard you try to change them. All you can do is accept it, make peace with it. Running can only carry you so far.

There's just a hint of a smile from her as well.]

Sound advice.

[ She likes to think so, or at least would like to believe that she's capable of giving it after her life span ]

The question is now as to whether it'll be taken. [ She has her guesses, and concerns ]

[That's the other thing about advice, isn't it?]

Is it ever?

There are moments, although perhaps not quite as many as we may like. [ Although what one may like, or may be able to see, others cannot - hence why advice is often not taken ] Truthfully, I'm not certain that 'learning from your mistakes' always occurs.

[Another consequence of inevitabilities, one she also knows all too well. The mistakes. They're a crucial component of the cycle, part of the very blood that keeps it running. Of the ghosts that have firmly attached themselves to, have almost completely integrated with, whatever's left of her soul.

Truthfully, running is useless because she'll never be free.

It's after a delay that she finally exhales a quiet breath.]

No. [A beat] I'm not either.

Well, [ There's a small pause, and a friendly, almost reassuring, smile. Helen may have picked something up from her pause, and short answer (may being the word - as much as she has lived, and seen, her human intuition isn't all too good - she's not so good at connecting with others) she doesn't let on, instead keeping the small conversation relaxed. She won't pry ] perhaps one day they may listen. It's a long hope, at any cost, but one that is very much worth holding on to.

[The moment's over almost as quickly as it began, the mask back up, steady as it always is. But there's something about this woman, something about that smile. Something that does make her feel slightly more at ease in this conversation, despite the implications it can touch upon. While she won't quite smile back (still too many lingering ghosts for that), a certain tension has relaxed out of her shoulders.

(Thank you, Helen. She will forever appreciate the fact that you refrain from prying.)]

It's the only thing we have.

One of many things, I find. [ She's had a long time to find other things, even things that others may not. Hope it a stepping stone, something which other views or feelings can be built from. It's as strong as you let it become ] And one of the greatest things that we have.

I've found that there are far too many whom ignore it, or forget to believe in it.

[There's a part of her that wishes she had this woman's optimism. She comes from a brutal, jaded world, one where things never turn out the way you hope. That can make hope hard to hold onto, or maybe even not worth believing in at all. It's a fickle thing that flickers and fades.]

An easy thing to do.

[ She needs to have tea with you, and then they can discuss this. Because Julia? She understands. Really ]

And entirely a shame. Beliefs are things we need to hold on to, or we may one day lose ourselves.

Oh, that's very good advice, I think. [ the elf can especially appreciate helen's your choice is your own remark. to her, it seems too often that people forget that. ]

Being patient is always a good idea, though not something a lot are good at. [ she may speak from personal experience, really; her voice is with a bit of a rushed accent - a dalish accent, though welsh sounds like a close equivalent. ] You never know what sort of new idea might come to you if you take another moment to think or -

[ a beat. ] - I'm rambling...sorry.

Where would we be without our thoughts? [ It's a gentle shrugging off of the apology - it's actions that do more than thoughts, that can cause the most pain, and for something so innocent as a gentle conversation it shouldn't be apologised for ]

You are right. A lot in life can become rushed, [ Even if she doesn't know the true feeling of that herself there have been moments that she'd have liked to have a slower pace to ], or can purposely be wished away. We should take every moment, even those that are not quite as pleasurable - you can always turn the tide.

I'm quite a fan of new perspective myself. [ She's sizing you up with her eyes, tilting her head just a touch. Even she's heard of the famous Helen Magnus. It was hard not to know of her. Tesla always spoke so highly of her.]

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Change can be as refreshing as you make it, [ She knows, and sometimes too well ], if you wish it.

And I take you, you don't wish it? [ She arches an eyebrow for a moment.]

Helena Wells. By the way.

Wise words. [The smile on her face matches the one evident in her voice. Hello, friend.]

[ There's a smile to match the one given, not the same reassuring one as before but one with warmth, and perhaps a slight cheekiness to it. She's missed you ] If only all believed it. There's only so far words can go, as powerful as they can be, if they aren't taken.

I know it well. [Even Galadriel's advice is sometimes refused, you know. And she certainly refused enough of it in her youth.]

How have you been, my friend?

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