Charlie's words make him start, but are oddly reassuring; Charlie isn't angry. Seems, in fact, concerned about him, in his own, apparently sarcastic manner. Ned lets out a small but genuine laugh at his own jumpiness (and really, he thinks, Charlie can't blame him for being jumpy, after everything that happened), opening the fridge and getting out both pies.
"Don't think so."
He gets down two plates, cuts out two small slices of both pies, sets one of each kind on a plate. This way Charlie doesn't have to choose between the two, and doesn't have to feel awkward about sitting there eating pie while Ned has nothing.
"So Meyer said you two run a card game?" He hands one of the plates, and a fork to Charlie. The conversational cue is, he hopes, clear: he isn't going to be asking about that night or bringing it up anymore. Better to leave the past in the past and start afresh, as far as he can manage it.
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"Don't think so."
He gets down two plates, cuts out two small slices of both pies, sets one of each kind on a plate. This way Charlie doesn't have to choose between the two, and doesn't have to feel awkward about sitting there eating pie while Ned has nothing.
"So Meyer said you two run a card game?" He hands one of the plates, and a fork to Charlie. The conversational cue is, he hopes, clear: he isn't going to be asking about that night or bringing it up anymore. Better to leave the past in the past and start afresh, as far as he can manage it.