“Days like which?” And she might like to hear something about herself, because that's natural and because she likes reaching out for reassurance and getting it, but she'd be equally interested in unrelated anecdotes; he has so much history and she is curious, even if she's rarely inclined to poke at him with questions. Most of the time she waits for things to unfold, but sometimes...they just don't, and he isn't someone given to volunteering his background information.

She has no idea where he's from, although given he's named Ivan and he has a friend named Daniil and he does speak very good Russian, she could make a slightly educated guess. She doesn't know if Ivan is actually his given name or one he assumed. She doesn't know if he chose what he is or if it were thrust upon him. She doesn't know a great many things, but she doesn't think that's...bad, per se, just that not knowing and not disliking it doesn't mean not being at all curious.