"Oh!" Ned bites the inside of his bottom lip, feeling embarrassed for having asked. He's starting to get a picture of the way that Charlie and Meyer grew up, and it hardly seems to be a rosy one. Interesting, that Charlie is so frank about it. Somehow he can't exactly imagine Meyer being the same. He'd probably redirect the conversation to something less personal, Ned thinks.
Then he feels bad for his continued curiosity. He wants to ask more, know more, but is that exactly fair to Meyer? He wouldn't want someone asking all about his childhood, while he wasn't there to supervise or correct things or steer the conversation away from touchy matters. So, out of respect, he diverts the topic of conversation, slightly, towards Charlie alone.
"You're Italian though, aren't you? If you don't mind my asking?" The accent kind of gave it away, to be honest.
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"Oh!" Ned bites the inside of his bottom lip, feeling embarrassed for having asked. He's starting to get a picture of the way that Charlie and Meyer grew up, and it hardly seems to be a rosy one. Interesting, that Charlie is so frank about it. Somehow he can't exactly imagine Meyer being the same. He'd probably redirect the conversation to something less personal, Ned thinks.
Then he feels bad for his continued curiosity. He wants to ask more, know more, but is that exactly fair to Meyer? He wouldn't want someone asking all about his childhood, while he wasn't there to supervise or correct things or steer the conversation away from touchy matters. So, out of respect, he diverts the topic of conversation, slightly, towards Charlie alone.
"You're Italian though, aren't you? If you don't mind my asking?" The accent kind of gave it away, to be honest.