"Martin?" Jon stares a moment- of course it'd be Martin who ran into him. The only person who could make this situation worse if those idiots found him would be Martin, given how this all started.

Speaking of he glances behind him, ignoring Martin for the moment. He swore he heard something, and with a muffled curse he reaches down to grab Martin's wrist and try to tug him to his feet.

"Come on, we need to go, now."