Blinking, Victor nodded. He wasn't always this transparent, he knew for a fact. Maybe it really was that... feeling. Suddenly, he wondered if she felt it too. That... familiarity.
"Yeah." he said, nonchalantly anyway. "Yeah. It's just..." Taking a long sip of wine, he sighed. "It's... kinda personal. Not that what you told me wasn't. I'm just... I guess I'm not use to talking to people about it." That was true, at least. He hated lying to people, and people that lied. He wouldn't become a liar, even for his own shame, but. But... that didn't mean he had to talk about it, either.
He sat back down on the couch, staying on the side he had been on. "I promise I'll tell you, sometime."