He holds him tighter for a moment, his mouth pressed to Martin's shoulder before he steps back just a little, lets go of him part way. He keeps a hand on Martin's arm, unwilling yet to give up that contact, and stares up into his face.

"Am I alright? Martin, you shouldn't be here, I checked, you were safe, safe right where I left you!"

He's going to kill Ambrose, if he sees the man again.