Grace
A devilish grin was plastered on her face, if Baghodat could see the images phasing through her mind he’d certainly be far more embarrassed if not upset. Inwardly Grace was pretending her hand was Baghodat speaking as at that point she was drowning him out. That is until she finally caught the very explanation she was hoping to hear, "People often say I am asexual, but that's because I am not easily aroused. In fact, this was the first time. A girl could be trying to seduce me, and I would not even be phased by it. Of course, it was different this morning, but that's just because I was caught off guard."
Leaning forwards in her chair his last words seemed to deflate her curiosity. Stabbing the knife into the table, Grace actually pouted. “Aw really? I was hoping it was because of my irresistible charm.” she began to play with the tips of her hair. “But how was it any different than before, I’m sure they’ve caught you by surprise countless times. Unless you’ve already been expecting it.” at that point, Grace’s accusation seemed obvious.