Anyone else would find this the most hilarious conversation that ever happened. Jon is not one of them, and mostly struggles for a less flustered expression as he realizes he brought someone up to his room to kiss. Dear lord. He's almost a real teenager.

"She won't, she's not exactly stealthy with that cane." He offers, and finds his embarrassment easing somewhat on the onslaught of worry he had been harboring for Martin most of the evening. "I um- Martin, are you sure you're alright? I know I keep asking, I just- lord, I'm not good at this. I don't want to do the wrong thing or... or take advantage of some turmoil. You ah, you deserve better."

So so awkward, but he's trying.