He catches the jerk of Jon's hand away, but- well, he doesn't really know what to make of that. He certainly doesn't see anything weird or eyeball-related.

Instead he rubs his face with both hands, sounding tired and slightly muffled. "Sure. That sounds... yeah." He's happy to just follow Jon's lead as usual though when they sit he has a burning question.

"I just have to ask first, though, you... you didn't kill that man in your office, did you?" There's an almost desperate hope, there.