Fae then. Grace was always unsure of how how to handle fae, even the few that she'd met time and again at Master Quincy's functions before her sale. For all her apparent warmth and openness, she'd always been a carefully guarded person. To have her thoughts exposed to anyone was a fearful thing for her, and so she feared she'd have to tread lightly around Hermes.
"I suppose a tutor would be rather pointless in this case," she admitted with a laugh. She could be wary but polite at the same time, and at the very least she'd hopefully end up with a better idea of what she might projecting, intentionally or unintentionally. "I think I'd fancy a walk as well. Perhaps outdoors? I've been working on a night garden for Master Carrick. I don't know if you've any experience dealing with plantlife, but another eye would always be useful."