Jon glances over, a snap of tension quickly melting back to a much stronger guilt. Lord, he was a complete ass, wasn't he? With everything that happened, with how Martin had nearly thrown his life down against Elias, he went and did this.

He reaches over with his good hand, gently running it through Martin's hair like he expected to be pushed away. Martin would certainly have the right to. "You should be. Honestly I'm not entirely sure why you still put up with me." He tries to say it as a joke but boy, there's some truth there. "In a way I'm grateful Tim hates me as much as he does. At least it proves you aren't... aren't forced into caring." He god damn hoped at least.