His response is immediate, born largely from the need to talk about literally anything else, and there's a wry amusement in his tone. "Well- I think we can leave Ambrose and all that for someone else to figure out, don't you?"

And despite his nervousness, anxiety about his own forwardness, he reaches up to brush Jon's neck - but the nerves do keep it from being anything more than ghosting across Jon's skin. "I, um... I'd rather not see you like that again, if we can help it."