She gave him a nod of appreciation when he refilled her glass, looking down at it as she pulled it a little closer, but it was clear that it wasn't a coping mechanism or anything of the sort for her. No, instead she generally turned to playing her violin, but that didn't always mean too much. She generally seemed to play better when she was alone instead of in front of other people, apparently. It was why she'd been stuck at third chair for years, and going absolutely nowhere.
"Is there anywhere like that around here? I haven't been to the other regions yet." Vanya wasn't really sure if she'd ever go to the other regions, in all honesty; she was the kind of person who could be content with living inside of a ten-block radiance without too much complaint. "You seem like the kind of guy who tends to break the rules fairly often," she commented - not that she thought it was a bad thing. Just different. He reminded her a little bit of Diego, actually.
This time, she did give a faint chuckle, and lifted her glass for a slow drink of the whiskey. "How long have you been here?"