"Here I thought it might of been someone else that went about messing with things they shouldn't. Maybe I'm the one that gets to handle those sort of adventures."

More often or not that is exactly how she finds the situations the Abnormals are in. Someone stuck their nose where they shouldn't have. Sometimes the Abnormal got out on their own. The rare times they need to secure the Abnormal before someone else can hurt them first.

Her hand freezes for a moment in his touch, but does ease within seconds. Ah, so, it is going to be like that. Fair enough, she supposes. Her care and affection for her staff and patients of the Sanctuary has always been far different than the intimate sort. It's hard to show intimacy, and not due to her age. That ability had been damaged a very long time ago by another man with the same name. There's no worry with this John that he might degrade mentally and find himself a murderer. She rather has the feeling that John Constantine would find a way to remove himself before letting that happen.

"I'd hope not. I can't begin to think what you might do in order to win that one." Helen ducks her head down with a smile on her face. Just to hide it a tad. "It was most certainly him. I had more or less forced his hand to come with me on the trip in the first place. Being stuck in such close proximity made us work out or rather... disgruntled feelings towards one another at the time."