The look of muted shock on Jon's face gets most of the ruddiness out of Martin's as he pales at that reaction, and steps in again, gripping Jon's hands close against his chest. "Jon, it's alright, th-this isn't because I'm still upset at you, it's just--" He glances away for a moment, but when he looks back it's finally into Jon's eyes again. "Look, you trust me, that... I know how hard that's been for you to do lately. But, I'm not sure how much useful information we can learn if we're both tied up in the same spot, we'll be able to get any sort of relevant information twice as fast, a-and--"

He stands up a little straighter, trying to offer a smile. "Well, at least we know I'm good in a worst-case survival scenario now, thanks to- to Prentiss. So long as there's not any canned peaches," he adds with a weak chuckle.