I mean... it. Yeah. Not to me specifically, at least.

[He ponders over the thought, trying to think of what he knows about Jon's powers and what he's seen over time.]

Do you... do you want me to come with you? I could ask the questions, uhm, or-- you could tell me what you want to ask, or something. Though I don't think having him write one would be the same sort of thing for you.

[Martin sighs.]

It's not like he's innocent, in all this. Not that it's justified, or, or anything, but... you know.