"I've never had a chance to teach my children anything. So this is a very nice opportunity."
He swung the briefcase up, as if to set it on a table, except there wasn't a table. The briefcase settled in mid-air, lying flat. This was a very special briefcase he'd made himself. He was quite proud of it. It had no lock and really no way to open it... unless you could contort metal with your mind.
"I'm not really sure how much you can do now, so I don't really know where I should begin my lessons."