I think you are mistaking caution for judgment. I have no intention of forming my opinions of the man based on things I have simply imagined. I have watched him and will continue to do so. For whatever circumstances may have brought us here, I hope you still realize I am a good judge of character. More than that, I am not one to take my job as a mentor lightly.

[The more they talked the subject in circles, the more Helen feared it would end with Rose telling her to stay away from her. But she felt compelled to at least attempt to explain herself.]

When I was young- not much older than you, actually... I fell in love with a man that I thought I knew better than any other soul. We were engaged to be married and I believed my life was nothing short of perfect. But he changed. Love had blinded me to ignore his dangerous instincts, told me to turn away when he showed his darker nature. I told myself I could make him better simply by being there, by loving him. But it wasn't enough to quell his bloodlust. He was a killer, Rose, a blunt instrument of his own design.

I understand that Dean is not the same man John was, but there are times when I wonder if they aren't so different. I want to be wrong. I truly do. But until I see that for sure, I will remain cautious. And I will worry for your well being- because no one thought to worry about mine and it nearly cost me my life.