He closed the door once she was inside and moved to sit on the edge of his bed, facing her. Resting his hands on his thighs, he resisted the urge to stand back up and pace. Really, this was nothing he should be nervous about, right? He was just going to listen to possibly vague information about his future. That was all.
"I ... let's start with vague and I'll let you know if I want a bit more detail," he decided after only a brief pause. He had a feeling he wouldn't want to know too much ... or even if he wanted to know, it was better not to, wasn't it? Maybe it didn't matter if he was going to be stuck here forever, but he was of the mind that the future should... be a mystery, for the most part.
Yet here he was, about to hear information about his future.