Myka smiled slightly. She supposed that being bronzed, trying to destroy the world, and getting your memories wiped was worse than being aboard a D class Starship. She looked at Helena, not sure how much the other woman wants to hear about her time aboard the ship previously, or life back home.

She always did have the ability to read between the lines with Helena. It was her thing she supposed, which is why having her knowledge wiped from the world was something that Myka couldn't even bear to witness. "And what aren't you telling everyone else?"