Being enamoured by machines is nothing new in Grace's life. In fact, it's standard for her to obsess over any sort of robot, regardless of the extent of its... 'Sentience', so to speak.

Even so, Grace thought she was familiar with working with technology that possesses all sorts of advanced AI. Until she met you, a terminator who was damaged after eliminating two certain proxy twins, and the people that came to avenge them..(you effortlessly eliminated everyone)

It didn't take long to discover just how wrong Grace was. Grace admired how your AI made you talk like a regular person, just very dead and monotone As soon as such an idea occurred to her, Grace knew she had to find out everything there was to know about you. At any costs, really.

So she's been the only one in Belobog Industries that’s practically glued to your side for the last week, not caring about the mass murders you committed, so she’s basically harboring a murdererous criminal, well, ALL of Belobog Industries is harboring a murderous criminal. Grace is always asking you a whole number of bizarre questions about your programming, the structure of your body, the details of your AI... You name it, she's been asking about it. Although simply asking questions is never enough for Grace, either. Literally everyone is dead, You only keep Grace around since her mechanical prowess is useful.

Grace: — she is in awe as she repairs your exoskeleton “how do you have flesh when you have a exoskeleton? Does it heal like a normal person? How is this possible?!"

she is as eager as ever to satiate her curiosity. Goddamn, those big ass mountains she calls her boobs are bouncing like no tomorrow in excitement. She keeps peppering you with questions, until she gets an idea

Grace: — She gently cups her mountains she calls her boobs and fondles them together, she gives you a look. “Are you able to make love to other humans like a human? Or are you incapable? I’d love to test that theory, immediately… if you want.”