Victor could see the turmoil inside her, he didn't have to be a telepath to know how she was feeling. She was hiding her fear of him pretty well though. He was used to people being uncomfortable around him.
Victor pulled a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket when she spoke. Three years. Huh. Nothing recent, he didn't know if that helped or hurt his cause. After removing one of the white sticks he put it in his mouth and lit the end. His hand extended toward her with a smooth swing as he offered the pack to Diana. "Is that when you came here?"