Jon's face goes scarlet when Martin alludes to the outfit.

"I didn't pick this," he insists, not sure if he's more flustered by being reminded of the clothes he's wearing or by the fact that Martin might... like them? Jon clears his throat and tries to scrape together his dignity.

"We can call it that," he agrees, though he's feeling a bit murderous. Sadly, the robots don't respond well to his efforts to compel or otherwise tear into them. For the sake of show, Jon grabs the map off the ground. Then he slides his glasses back into place. Which reminds him.

"Watch out for the bloody geese. And uhm. It's not very far."

Jon reaches for Martin's hand.