Jon hesitates a moment, but then he stretches his leg out beneath the table to gently nudge his foot against Martin's. He wants to tell him to relax. It's just the two of them here, but somehow that makes it all the more nerve-wracking. There's nothing to hide behind, not really.
"No, I haven't," he admits. But he's trusting Martin's taste here. He's scored well on the food - Jon really likes it, actually. He isn't sure how long it's been since he's watched a cute movie, but he's trying to be... nicer. Martin deserves someone nice.
"But I'm... looking forward to it. I've heard of it."
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Jon hesitates a moment, but then he stretches his leg out beneath the table to gently nudge his foot against Martin's. He wants to tell him to relax. It's just the two of them here, but somehow that makes it all the more nerve-wracking. There's nothing to hide behind, not really.
"No, I haven't," he admits. But he's trusting Martin's taste here. He's scored well on the food - Jon really likes it, actually. He isn't sure how long it's been since he's watched a cute movie, but he's trying to be... nicer. Martin deserves someone nice.
"But I'm... looking forward to it. I've heard of it."