"So it would seem." He smiled. Victor wondered if he should give her his story as she had just so openly done. She seemed... very nice.
"I've never been married, but..." he let the sentence trail. What was he suppose to say? 'It wasn't because of a failed marriage, just the fact that my father died in a terrible accident and I lived and I couldn't shake the intense feelings of guilt and grief and practically gave up on my life until I decided maybe I should try and get it together and move on somewhere else?' Yeah. That would go over great.
Chuckling a bit, he just shook his head. "Yeah. Running away..." he seemed to think about it for a moment or two. "...is obnoxious." Looking at her, he lifted his water bottle. "Well. Cheers. To fresh starts. And to not running away any more."