[He allows Martin his silence, waiting for him to work out what he wants to say about this, and managing to swallow a sigh when the answer comes.]

How much leeway does he get? This — [He lets out a breath, a warm breath of air against the back of Martin's neck.] It's not as if Dorian showed up, force fed him a Statement. Seems like Jon agreed to meet him there, he had plenty of time to tell you. He's not an animal with no self-control, he's gotta be responsible for this shit.