"Probably not a proper place... maybe a convenience store." Jon admits, not giving in just yet. If icecream would make Martin feel better then it was an avenue worth pursuing, since he was definitely not someone good at comforting words and the like. Comfort food? That he could buy. Look at the chocolate.

He stops, turning and not at all expecting what comes out of Martin's mouth. It takes him a moment to even properly register it, and another brief moment to flounder. "... Are we on a date?" He finally responds, then seems to remember enough to quickly add. "That... that isn't a no, I was just- I didn't realize that was your initial intention and I-"

He shuts his mouth then answers, "Yes. Yes it would be okay."