Martin takes that in with a small frown, not really knowing what to make of it, most of his attention still on John. John hasn't said anything, which makes Martin worry, but he knows better than to pry or push. He barely knows John, no matter what Mr. Keane's told them, and much as he might like to offer some sort of comfort, he has no idea how to go about it. More than likely he'll just be annoying on top of everything else John's going through.

But this means it's still his job to answer Mr. Keane, and he's not sure how. They need to meet other people who might be able to explain things or help them figure out what to do, but he isn't sure he has a preference on how it happens. Part of him is curious to see this place where they supposedly work, though he's not sure what he'll find, or if they'll even be allowed like this. He has no idea what sort of business it's meant to be, even; he only knows 'The Archive' has got to be the boringest name for anything ever.

"I... I suppose," he says hesitantly, and then, unable to help himself even as he feels guilty for it, he gives John the gentlest nudge he can manage. "What do you think?"