Jon blinks blearily, he probably shouldn't be getting used to the feeling of being watched but there they were. He then squints, taking Martin in more, somewhere between relieved he kept his promise and agitated. "You should have slept more." He murmurs, and considers just trying to go back to sleep. Everything ached and he had a fine case of early morning apathy going but-

He sighs and sits up, rubbing his face. "Yes, too much to do. I can hardly not show up after the drama yesterday- lord, I hope Daisy isn't there. Could do with never seeing her again."