A large part of Andy wanted to be hugged, wanted to be close to someone who wouldn't hurt him but he was selectively deaf to that part of himself for good reason. He was an unhappy creature though, locked away by himself in his paranoia and fear with only bad memories to accompany him. He was relieved that Woody seemed to sense that he wasn't comfortable with the topic and while he was relieved to be given some space on the topic he felt ashamed, again, because he needed that space and because Woody had to know there was something wrong with him now.
Andy listened carefully to Woody's ability and he'd be lying if he said he didn't feel a little anxious about it - he hoped that the facts Woody saw wouldn't include the things that had happened to him. He didn't want Woody to be uncomfortable or limited in his own room though, so he wouldn't put restrictions on what his roomie could do. "Precognition. I see future events sometimes. Sometimes I pass out while I'm seeing something." he explained, eyes on his knees.