It was the movement that caught his attention, making him pause and notice the boy not sitting far away. The same boy, he realized now, from the catacombs, and then before that from those tense few weeks when he was a fear, a danger to the people of Exsilium. Connecting that person - whom he'd even doubted to be a person at the time - to the polite, vulnerable-looking boy before him now was difficult.

He wasn't particularly in the mood for small talk, but he approached Martin anyway, expression settling into something neutral but not unfriendly.

"You're feeling better, I take it?"