That's...a lot for Helena to take in. She knows Grace hates insincere words, but they can't feel like anything else to her, because it's too much. Like it's recited from some book instead of meant, because she only knows how stars and candle flames are supposed to be, and how they've been explained in the past. It all feels like a too stiff, too big dress, meant for a true lady who was stronger and witty and better in company than Helena would ever be, someone who actually has glory and holds her head up high. Not her, not on the path she's headed. Even if she becomes the project manager that Lord Raven spoke of, that feels like too much.

She doesn't want to accuse the woman of speaking false, but neither can she feel comfortable accepting it. So, she stays quiet, letting the turmoil of her mind be hers alone.