[ he glances up as crowley approaches, not quite able to hide the stricken look on his face for a moment. it smooths away again as martin offers a small, uncertain smile. ]

I-- I don't think we need to..? Jon seems to want to be here.

[ he unfolds his arms, reaching for crowley's hands and gathering them up, bringing them to his lips to kiss the fingers. ]

You don't have to stay, I know I-- I sort of just jumped you. [ the smile quirks up crookedly, gentle and tired. ] Wish it was a more pleasant sort of jumping, though.