[ Text Martin. That's... a thing Jon forgot he could do, honestly. Before they were here, everything was a mess of safehouses and train rides and barely letting each other go long enough to make it to the next step. Before that, well. No more need to think about what came before that.
Sunny is out of the room before Jon has properly processed the endearment. ] 'Hon.' [ A little scoff, half-surprised and half-fond. ] Well.
[ Thus far, this place is, bafflingly, not so bad at all.
He spends a few minutes figuring out the text interface and getting a simple check-in message to Martin, because... it doesn't seem like a bad idea, all told. When his host returns, Jon tries not to take those rolled-up pages too eagerly. He nods in understanding, then... blinks. ] I— I suppose? Is there a reason you want to?
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Sunny is out of the room before Jon has properly processed the endearment. ] 'Hon.' [ A little scoff, half-surprised and half-fond. ] Well.
[ Thus far, this place is, bafflingly, not so bad at all.
He spends a few minutes figuring out the text interface and getting a simple check-in message to Martin, because... it doesn't seem like a bad idea, all told. When his host returns, Jon tries not to take those rolled-up pages too eagerly. He nods in understanding, then... blinks. ] I— I suppose? Is there a reason you want to?