[ alright, well, he winces a little at that, because it's true - he doesn't know much about elias, not really, and the look in his eyes is enough to stopper any objection. martin might be slightly inexperienced here, but he's fully aware that the ceaseless is elias's turf, not his own. ]

Well... fine. I'm a bit sick of people looking at me, anyway. [ and there's sincerity in the way he speaks. ] It's - I can't keep doing what I'm doing. And if I wait much longer, I don't know that I'll ever be able to get out at all. I don't want to spend the rest of my life comfortable but miserable.