A week after arriving Somewhere Else -
Martin stares solemnly at Jon’s wound with tears in his eyes, Jon holds him and murmurs reassurances, promising he doesn’t blame him, both of them barely whispering as if they’re afraid to speak of it too loudly.
7+ years after arriving Somewhere Else -
Jon: (Trying to get out of doing the laundry) C'mon YOU KILLED ME
Martin: AND I’LL DO IT AGAIN IF I HAVE TO WASH MORE OF YOUR BLOODY SOCKS
#jon: martin i simply cannot do the dishes#martin (brandishing a knife): i killed you once and i’ll do it again#jon: maybe if we kill me enough we’ll end up in a world with no dishes