Grace Hargreeves

something about the woman struck him as odd, but it's not his business. he lets her get into position, before moving through a few different combinations slower than he would normally, to let her try and keep up. "good. you've improved quite a bit."

"Thank you, but please do not hesitate to push me." Grace says seeing it more as a show that she could handle what he threw at her and she was ready for a challenge. He was so less strict then Reginald and she assumed it meant he was going easy on her.

"you don't need to call me sir." it didn't quite sit right with him, even though he knew it was intended as a sign of respect. "just lorcan is fine. stand in front of the bag, and follow my movements."

"Right, understood." Grace says in a compliant nearly subordinate tone accompanied by a nod before she get into position. She takes a long breath in, holding for a half second and letting it out slowly. The blonde pays close attention to him and follows his movements as closely as she could.

five can't help but let a small chuckle escape masquerading as a huff. normally, he would agree to anybody calling him brilliant, because he is. but he's not quite sure it's his brilliance that landed him here. although, with grace here, he's admittedly left somewhat conflicted. and he doesn't even know where his siblings are, so he's not sure who has the short end of the stick. " you have a house ? " he questions, pausing shortly. it's a stupid question - she's got to stay somewhere, obviously. but still. having a multi-bedroom house leaves him surprised. " you have a space for me ? i mean, i have my own place, but - maybe i could swing by sometime to check it out ? see where you're living. "

Grace smiles happily at the noise, it was familiar and beloved. "I do. I had a decent amount of money to start, got a job as head chef at a fancy restaurant, and I was able to get a loan." She responds as she begins to pull out her cellphone to show him pictures of it. "Oh my boy, of course I do. I will always have a space for you to call home whenever you want it. Here, take a look." The woman brings up the pictures of the house on her phone. It was deceptively small looking from outside but had three levels for plenty of bedroom space. "And here is your room. I hope you like it, but if not, we can change it to whatever you want."

it definitely didn't seem like a different version of grace. there's all the warmth of the grace he knew, robot or not, even if his time with her was limited from the beginning because of his own actions. he barely knew her, but he still remembers how it's her that took care of them when reginald didn't give two shits. " we were, yeah, " he says. not the full truth, but not exactly a lie either. " none of them are here, though. i mean, not as far as i've seen. " he pauses briefly. " you haven't seen any of them around, have you ? "

Grace's eyes close as she lets out a breath of relief she feels like she's been holding for years. To hear her babies were safe was all she hoped for. "I'm so happy and relieved to hear that." She says before she looks back to her boy before softly shaking her head no. "You're the first. Which isn't much of a surprise, you were always so brilliant. I managed to buy a house when I arrived. Its smaller than you're used to and being grown, I'm sure you want your space, but it has eight bedrooms and I've been trying to fix them up with things you each liked."

well, he could respect the woman acknowledging her weaknesses. far too many people insisted that they were completely capable when they simply weren't. "wrap your hands, and i want you to work on a few formations and combinations. it'll build strength in your arms and work on muscle memory so you don't hurt yourself."

Grace gives a polite smile and a light nod before turning on her heal and beginning to wrap her hands. Was he gruff? Sure, but so far nothing compared to the harshness of Reginald. Grace returns to him once ready. "I'm ready to learn the new formations and combinations, Sir."

five recognizes her almost instantly. despite being apart for so many years, and that's an understatement, he doesn't forget. which now raises the more important question, which is which timeline she's from. he can tell she's not a robot, but she's definitely not acting like a stranger. " mom ? grace, " five says, not sure what he's supposed to call her. five doesn't do emotion, but it's easy to tell he's relieved to see her, alive and seemingly well. " it's me. how are you here ? " he asks, wondering how long she's been around.

As soon as she heard him call her mom she gives a soft sigh of relief and nods. "It's me my brilliant boy. I'm so thankful I get to see you again." She says as she can't help but shed some tears as she stands to be a bit closer. Grace wanted to hug him so badly, but she was very careful to respect his boundaries. With a shake of her head she responds. "I have no idea. The last thing I remember was blowing a kiss goodbye to Diego and Klaus from the window as the house was falling down. Please tell me you all were safe."

"what are we working on today?" lorcan asks, his tone gruff as the woman enters the gym and sets down her things. "your right hook is still fairly weak, if you want my opinion."

"Please show me what I need to do to improve. I'm not as strong as I was before here." While that was true, she also had a chance to be strong and resilient in a different way here. "I won't stop until I am strong enough to protect my children here."

"I know you do. You're going to be great at it!" Grace says in a bubbly happy tone. She loved seeing the other so happy and excited for learning something new.