Nowadays Martin wasn't terribly used to being by himself, even while he was goofing around in the kitchen. Someone was almost always there, rarely separated by a wall. His watchful personality was disengaged when he was in the comfort of their home, and when a mysterious pair of arms wrapped around him, Martin relaxed a little more. "Mmmm... I thought I might get a head start on dinner, if you don't mind." Nevertheless, he didn't shrug away from Ian.