Martin wants more, too- wants to reach out and touch him, to confirm that he's real and that he's there and, at least for this moment- that he's okay. Instead, reflexively, he flinches very slightly under the touch, before he swallows hard and nods.

"We can talk after you do." He can bring back up all of those things Jon was talking about while he paced, but first- just a moment to clear his head. A moment of lying in his bed, in silence, staring at the wall as he waits for Jon to get out of the shower.