Eliot sits and listens, he hopes patiently, while Martin talks through his and John's history. There are certainly points where he wants to interject, where something sticks out as possibly significant, but the way Martin's barely eating, nursing his drink and all...he might not be able to start again if he's interrupted. That, and Eliot doesn't have that much experience being the supportive listening type of friend, and he'd really prefer not to ruin this opportunity to try to help. so he waits until Martin seems to reach the end of it, and sits forward.

"Well that's certainly...I mean you've known each other a long time, of course it's going to be complicated." He thinks about Janet, and how awkward things were between them for the longest time, how they made a droll sort of game out of ignoring it instead of actually talking like adults until it was almost too late. Eliot frowns. "So you've got some drama, and you've said things you didn't want him to hear but he did, and...and now you're both here." There's a lot to unpack there, of course, and it's difficult not to feel like it's not his place. But for Martin, he'll try.

"John's not an asshole," he says definitively. "However he might have been toward you before...I mean I can only go from what I've seen, Martin, but he certainly cares about you. You've saved each other's lives, for fuck's sake, and you're friends, and I just think...like even just as a friend he cares enough about you to not want you to be distressed. So there's a point in favor of...of talking to him about this, if you can, even if nothing comes of it, because John deserves to know and I think he wants you to be happy."