John wasn't sure he wanted to sit down. he wanted to stay on his feet, pacing, so he could bolt...but he looked at the chair, and he sat. He crossed his legs, then uncrossed them. He held his hands at the end of the arm rests, his arms straight and stiff. He took a breath, tried to relax, forced his arms to bend and ease to his sides.
"I'm sorry. I'm not...not sure why I said I'd do this." He bent forward, elbows on his knees, head in his hands. he took several deep breaths. "I shouldn't have wasted your time."