[It's more like the worst possible place for Charles, and he tries not to look too uncomfortable or pained. He's still torn between being honest and glossing over the painful things, but again he's reminded that he'd rather have control over when she found out. He's still got the scars, he's still got the wheelchairs, and those could be hidden, but he couldn't stop himself from blurting it out during a flood.
Spam
He finally sighs and gestures to a chair.]
May I sit down?