"Oh, that's-- good, yeah. I mean, that you found someone to stay with." It's a bit jarring, that Jon's referring so casually to someone Martin's not sure he's heard of, and his gaze flicks away for a moment to wrack his brain and see if he knows that name. "I'm, um. I'm glad you're safe."

He looks back down at Jon's hands again, and lets his thumb rub idly on Jon's hand. It... almost feels wrong, in a way. Perverse. Like he's taking this from whatever future Martin Jon had.

"I knew you were innocent. I know you were stressed, we were worried you'd do something drastic but-- I didn't think you could kill someone."