Charlie shrugs, and takes a deep drag on his cigarette. As far as he's concerned, that wasn't exactly a huge secret. Everyone he works with back home knows he did time. Maybe they don't know the extent to which he got his ass handed to him in there, that Ned's know privy to.

"You was kinda a weird kid." He's stalling for time, and he knows it, and he knows that Ned knows it, but he doesn't have a better idea at the moment. He knows what he wants to ask, but is still working in his mind how to phrase it. Oh fuck this shit, he's never been good at the diplomatic stuff. Time to just out with it.

"Meyer reckons you're trustworthy, since you're in a similar situation. So it's true you got some guy you're fucking?"