The flinch makes Jon pull his hand back as quickly as he can manage, he could say like he was burned but he was completely done with the idea of being burnt again for a while. He tries very hard not to think of the things Daisy said about his humanity, or what Elias implied, or the fact people flinched away from monsters or things that could harm them. Have harmed them, because Jon certainly has done that.

He makes a hasty retreat to the bathroom, where he does linger on bleak thoughts because that's the dour sort he is. Cleaning is a challenge, between doing it one handed and trying to be careful with the other. He tries to clean it as gently as possible and it hurts like hell so he gives up after a while. The whole thing takes much longer than he assumed, the water starting to go cold when he finally accepts it was good enough. He definitely had a bit of soap left in his hair he hastily cleans off with the sink when he realizes. He's an adult.

Clothes were the next problem. There was no way he was going back into the clothes he helped bury a body in, thank you, and he didn't have the forethought to ask Martin for some spare pajamas or something. He settles with a towel around the waist, and embraces the sense of awkwardness with the situation rather than the more unpleasant things he could focus on. When he reaches Martin's room he opens the door a crack, knocking on the doorframe.

"Could I borrow something? I don't ah... have anything clean to wear with me."