[ It's not fair, no. Not fair to either of them. And Martin ... looks desperately overwhelmed at the thought of actually getting what he's always wanted. Already his anxiety is kicking into high gear, uncertain of what Jon wants, or how he even approaches this, or - or -

He puts his face in his hands for a few moments and just hyperventilates. A little bit. As a treat. ]

God, Jon. I - I can't make that decision right now. We're in another world. D-do you even know where we're going to sleep tonight?

[ ... But it's a we and not a you or an I. ]