( his eye flickers to the pipe, then back up to his face. he stays very close to the door. )
I.. Well, a little? But you said you didn't know. You can't answer anything.
( it takes awhile, but Martin is awkwardly shimmying into @fearbaraille's office. there's a black eye-covering over his split eye, and his expression is agitated; though he is, in fact, more composed. )
You asked for me, then.