Genevieve blinked quickly a few times, taken by surprise. "I-I..." She took a deep breath to get a hold of herself, She wasn't supposed to studder, that's what they had always told her. "There's no need for apologies" she smiled, the smile was genuine but it was obvious that she was still quite puzzled. She stood there a second, silently, just looking at the red rug that ran under the dinning table. "And yes." she said looking up slowly "you're completely right. He wont let me out, again. I'm not even supposed to be in the garden." Her gaze returned to the floor but her eyes widened "Oh! I'm-I shouldn't be complaining!" She said quickly and, almost frantically, bowed politely and in somewhat of a rush, hurried off to her bedchamber.