Apparently they are done with hello, skipping right past how are you and right on to the discussion of deep dark secrets. Ned is fine with that, though it does leave him wrong-footed for a few seconds.

He glances around, confirming that he doesn't hear any of his housemates wandering around where they might overhear them. It isn't his own paranoia - Ned knows for sure that most of them couldn't care less what Charlie and Meyer get up to in the privacy of their own home. All the same, Meyer had been so frightened at the idea that anyone would know, and Ned had hated seeing him like that.

"Why don't we talk about this somewhere else," he suggests firmly, eyebrows raising, "There's my room, or we could go for a walk on the beach." Somewhere with a door that closes, or where they would see people coming from any direction.