Becka flushed at that and waved a hand, embarrassed and also just a bit honored that Grace felt that way. She tired to live a good life, be a good person, though she still had a hard time believing that in just under two weeks, she was graduating from the facility. "Thank you," she replied, accepting the compliment gracefully.
"So, that address I gave you really won't do you much good for contacting me, and since I don't actually know where I'm going, I don't have a different once I can give you," she pointed out and bit her lip as she considered a couple alternatives. "I could give you my old email address for once you're out of here or you could see if the admins will forward any letters to me." She had her doubts about that, but there was always a possibility they might.