[It's not sensitive yet, just... He misses his wife. :(

He bows his head politely when she introduces herself.]

Not ideal... That's certainly one way to put it. I'm afraid no one's been able to find a way out just yet, myself included.

[He looks out the glass doors, at the impeccably paved curve of asphalt and the concrete sidewalks, the manicured grass and the empty flagpole.]

Even if there were a way out, I wouldn't have the slightest idea where we are.