It's in one of those more quiet moments where they're simply existing in each other's presence that Helena decides to ask a question that's been on her mind for a bit.

"SecUnit? Did you read the black binder?"

It's gone, she knows. Word gets around, and she hadn't been able to read it regardless, but there had been every intent after the resort. But then everyone so steeped in misery had happened, and by the time she got around to it...the regrets are her own fault. Thus, relying on a trusted friend's memory, perhaps.