"It is." Jon says, probably more gently than most people thought him capable of. He always felt something strange when taking or dictating statements, he hesitated to call it a closeness to the subject but that wasn't entirely wrong. To feel that with Martin now, someone he cared about deeply and after so much had happened, it was a bit strange. Maybe slightly overwhelming.

He places his hand briefly on Martin's shoulder before nodding. "Please, continue."