"I don't know," he says again, but after a few seconds -- seconds he spends tucking his feet up under him on the couch and wrapping himself as tightly in the blanket as he can -- he decides that he's sick of just saying I don't know, and shrugs.
"You can explain it however you want. I mean, I don't want to make you uncomfortable. It's obviously an uncomfortable topic. You can't just go around talking about it, so I guess you probably haven't had to say anything about it before. I have a million questions, but I'm not sure where I... I mean, how did you find out... How do you find out that you can do something like that?"
That seems like a good place to start. The beginning. Maybe he can figure out how to understand it all if he knows what it was like for Ned to discover it. He'll never understand it fully, and he knows it, but it's a tentative beginning.
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"You can explain it however you want. I mean, I don't want to make you uncomfortable. It's obviously an uncomfortable topic. You can't just go around talking about it, so I guess you probably haven't had to say anything about it before. I have a million questions, but I'm not sure where I... I mean, how did you find out... How do you find out that you can do something like that?"
That seems like a good place to start. The beginning. Maybe he can figure out how to understand it all if he knows what it was like for Ned to discover it. He'll never understand it fully, and he knows it, but it's a tentative beginning.