"I do not mind in the slightest. I am more than happy to assist in any endeavors you may require."
In only a short moment, a thick packet of papers seemed to just...coalesce on Ninsianna's clipboard. They definitely hadn't always been there, but they were not only organized neatly, but even stapled and marked with assorted highlights for Helle's convenient perusal. Removing the documents and setting them on Helle's desk, the Danava turned her attention to the stack of forms Helle had cried upon. She understood what had occurred here, but said nothing.
"Give me a few moments, Miss Armstrong."
And so she began reading through the forms carefully, cross-referencing them with those she already had on file within her mind. She was quite certain which these were, but she simply wished to be thorough. After another moment or two of reading, Ninsianna created flawless copies of the forms, replacing them on Helle's desk and throwing the tear-stained originals into the trash.
"I hope that will be sufficient."