[he offers a small smile that doesn't touch his eyes. he's worried, frightened, as he stretches fingers to blonde hair. he still can't believe this is happening.]

...Be vague. You don't need to give details.

The less they know, the better it'll be... until we find out more about what's going on here. [he absolutely doesn't want either of them to end up... puppets, tools again. 'United States, 1950's' wasn't very reassuring on that point.]