Ned wakes up in a nice room on top of a comfortable bed, wearing a suit. His lungs are clear, he's not particularly thirsty, and both he and the room feel like they're a fine temperature for those things to be.
"We think you'd pair interestingly with the Bacheloret we've picked out for this season. There's an E-T at the end now, makes it gender neutral. That said, how do you feel about the idea of becoming bisexual?"
"My understanding was that this was not a realistically available transformation so I haven't thought about it before."
"I suppose it seems like the sensible way to be unless one is specifically relying on heterosexuality to pre-empt possible conflict between the desire for children and any romantic attachment one might pick up. Which I'm not."
Fingersnap. It doesn't feel any different, unless he happens to now be attracted to Journey in particular, or if he examines memories of people he would now find hot.
"Yeah I don't imagine so. Unfortunately for you, it's this or going back to being dead."
"Once you've participated, we can afford to set you up in some nice corner of the multiverse with enough resources to start a life for yourself. And will do this. If you work sufficiently hard at it - 'sufficiently' here requiring dedication but not astounding amounts of luck - you'll probably be able to earn enough or make enough connections that you can loop in the rest of your universe and start sharing the wealth back home."
"There's such a thing as alternate universe versions of people - 'alts' - and alts of you have gotten married and soulbonded and had adorable children together - or, one per - with alts of our guy."
"Uh, mandatory mind-control-enforced permanent love. In the relevant case it would only activate with a baseline amount of compatibility, though."
"Oh.
"I guess that's a reason. I'm not excited about the television premise but I do not usually want to die very much."
"Oh buddy. If you want to never want that, I bet we have something to fix that on offer."
"Doesn't it just. I don't actually know for certain that we do; I'm just assuming based on how often I know my alts to be suicidal and the fact that I never am. Should I check for you, though?"
"It would be abstractly interesting but I do not think you should feel obliged to do it for me as a friend. We've only just met."
"As the host of this show, I'm obligated to take care of, at the very least, all your problems that would lead to bad television."
"I don't know if this would lead to bad television and am not currently experiencing the problem."
"Well, let me know if it comes up. Can I get you anything in the meantime? Food or drink?"
Journey holds out his hand for a glass to materialize into and hands the result over.