[Without missing a beat, Martin taps out two knocks for yes on the bottom of the boat as he snuffles around. He's not seeing anything at first, and he turns back towards Jon, looking at him with a little more desperation in his eyes. He tries to concentrate, working through the bits of noises he can make with this stupid blubbery sealskin.]
Rrr... Ooooon.. MMMMMMM.
[He pauses, scrunching his face up a little as if frustrated, and tries again.]
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Rrr... Ooooon.. MMMMMMM.
[He pauses, scrunching his face up a little as if frustrated, and tries again.]
Maaaarooo. Tttoooon. Marrrootoon.
[Martin, Martin, Martin! It's me!]