Victor freezes up briefly as Alice asks her question. Oh God, what is he going to say? He's told her a bit about his past, but he's always managed to tiptoe around the exact circumstances of the day he left. But now, with her specifically asking about Miss Everglot. . . . He sighs. "I -- I don't m-miss it as m-much as I'm sure I'm s-supposed to," he confesses. "Which is h-horrible, because --" He stops, then makes himself look Alice straight in the eye. "I've been r-rather remiss in telling you a-all of my history, Miss Liddell," he says, using the formal address to let her know how serious this is. "The t-truth is, Miss Victoria Everglot is my -- my a-arranged -- f-f-fiancee."