Helena is back, Sarah is with Kira, Alison and Felix are out practicing theatre, Cosima is working in the lab, and Delphine is left babysitting Helena, a victim of the puppy dog eyes from her girlfriend she was unable to say no to. "Food's your best bet," Sarah had said, gruff, and gestured towards the kitchen as she dropped her off. It did not shock Delphine that the woman still regarded her with suspicion, although it did sadden her.
However grudgingly the advice had been given, it had worked. Helena sat in front of a small mountain of wrappers and the scrap ends of things she'd eaten, and showed no signs of stopping. Delphine was just starting to worry that Helena might eat her way through her and Cosima's weekly groceries when the clone stopped and looked up at her.
"You are a scientist, yes?" Helena asks, gesturing with her fork (Delphine tries not to react to the bit of food that flies off of it).
"Yes," Delphine replies, hesitantly. She does not know what Helena wants, if anything at all.
"You are with DYAD, the shepherd people," Helena continues. "But you are just a little sheep who thinks she's a shepherd, baa, baa."
Delphine doesn't know what to say, but the scientist is starting to be nervous of the fork still clutched in Helena's grasp. She had heard what the rogue clone had done to Olivier, even if Leekie had been the one to pull the trigger.
"You lie down with beasts," Helena says, gaze sharp. "But you also lie down with my sestra's sister." Helena cocks her head. "Why does she do this?"
Delphine cannot answer. Truthfully, she does not know how Cosima comes back to her each time, betrayal after betrayal. The uncertainty of it has given her more than her fair share of sleepless nights. The scientist is so lost in her thoughts, and Helena is so quiet, that she does not notice until it is far too late and Helena is far too close. The fear spikes in her chest, mon Dieu, until she notices the hand that's reaching for her doesn't hold a fork. Helena cups the back of her head, stands on her toes, and kisses Delphine.
It is a quick, chaste kiss, and as Helena rocks back on her heels, Delphine gasps "Que…?"
"Now I understand!" Helena laughs. "Mwah, mwah, kissy scientist!" She laughs all the way back to her seat, and despite herself, Delphine can't help but laugh too.