Grace looked further troubled when he confirmed her fears, wondering how it was that he'd managed in such an environment and from such a young age as well... She wondered briefly how she would've coped if the hand she'd been dealt had been different. The fight that she faced in her daily life was a subtle one, less violent and literal as the one Leo and others like him had faced.
"I suppose the fights are bound to happen regardless," she finally said, trying to chose her words carefully. "That they are not to the death under your watch is... a comfort to me." Grace shook her head, smiling again. "Not that my own comfort would be a concern at all, of course."