"Ah." Is what Jon has to say about that. The contact seems to appease him, because yes he is a child and yes he was getting ornery because he wanted affection, not that he'd ever admit or even realize it. Sorry Martin. "Right, right. Fine. Just... get some sleep too."

He wants to close the space but decides ultimately to respect the small distance Martin set, settling himself as best he could and closing his eyes. He hadn't been sure he'd be able to sleep before but physical exhaustion thankfully reared it's head, and it wasn't long before he was drifting off, fitful or not.