Helena’s eyes flitted around the room, looking for the threat. Waiting for someone to jump out of the woodwork. It was a trap. This wasn’t happening. In her glances, however, she caught sight of the kind looking man and felt something stir. “I’m the Huntress,” she said softly, watching his face carefully. “I… People say that I’m evil and I’m a murderer and I’m this horrible person. I just don’t want to be the Huntress with you, okay? And she’s all I know. I can’t tell you what makes me tick. I can’t tell you about my life. The person sitting on this couch with you doesn’t exist.”
The name ‘Huntress’ sparked a fuzzy memory in his mind. Didn’t Vi tell him something about that vigilante the other night? Trying to remember began to give him a headache, so he stopped trying. “Well I can’t say that I agree with your methods, all things considering.”
Cisco backup 