[Martin nods vigorously eyes cast to the side. Out of the corner, he does notice that Jon's stopped moving and bites his lip as he looks toward him again. He's stolen little glances here and there, but he does his best not to stare at Jon, so this is... new territory. The last time he'd seen him in a serious state of undress for any extended period had been... the coma. And hooked up to machines that said he should, by rights, be very dead isn't the best memory of someone you're fond of. Shirtless or not. It's not one Martin lingers over for his fantasizing. This? This... might be.]
Could you turn a little bit for me? Oh!
[His eyes widen at the sight of the thing. At the eyes. Of course. The Beholding just couldn't resist adding its own touches. Big stupid... bloody eyeball!]
It's on your back, Jon. [He kneels down and gently taps the major 'corners' on it.] It's um... really big. But it doesn't look bad or anything. Just... lots of eyes.
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[Martin nods vigorously eyes cast to the side. Out of the corner, he does notice that Jon's stopped moving and bites his lip as he looks toward him again. He's stolen little glances here and there, but he does his best not to stare at Jon, so this is... new territory. The last time he'd seen him in a serious state of undress for any extended period had been... the coma. And hooked up to machines that said he should, by rights, be very dead isn't the best memory of someone you're fond of. Shirtless or not. It's not one Martin lingers over for his fantasizing. This? This... might be.]
Could you turn a little bit for me? Oh!
[His eyes widen at the sight of the thing. At the eyes. Of course. The Beholding just couldn't resist adding its own touches. Big stupid... bloody eyeball!]
It's on your back, Jon. [He kneels down and gently taps the major 'corners' on it.] It's um... really big. But it doesn't look bad or anything. Just... lots of eyes.