His voice is so small, it's heartbreaking. Those tears. This place might be worse than Deerington, he decides. Maybe there aren't evil robot but other things that can make Jon look like that? It's worse. Martin lifts his own glasses up to sit atop his hair, out of the way, and closes his eyes briefly at Jon's touch. "Me, too. I always miss you."

On reflection, that sounds sort of pathetic when he's been away from Jon for barely a day since arriving here, but it's true.

And because he thinks he knows what Jon wants, Martin leans do so that he can settle his lips against his boyfriend's. His fingers curl gently against Jon's scalp, relax, and curl again a few times. Even if they're in the middle of the street, even if Jon is missing his memories from Deerington, Martin is going to savor this reunion and every moment Jon will let him kiss and hold him.