Martin can feel his face heat up for a multitude of reasons, even as he settles down at a seat at the small table in his kitchen. "First of all, yes, I absolutely am going to dye my hair when it starts to all go. And secondly, um-"

He watches Jon at the fridge for a moment, before tiredly scrubbing at one of his own eyes.

"By some of my stuff I sort of meant. All of my stuff? Maybe? I don't have a billion things, honest."