[ Has Jon always locked the door like that? It's London, so surely the answer is yes, but - something feels wrong. Why is Jon looking at him like that? Is he suspicious? Why?

Martin slowly sinks into the couch next to him, making it shift under his weight. ]

I ... I made a deal with him. To protect the surviving members of the Institute. I'd be his assistant, and he'd stop disappearing my coworkers. He wanted me to align with the Lonely so that he could - could use me.