Martin’s glance askance at Arthur gets a soft chuckle. He's certainly been witness to much more hostile couples in his time.

And based on that entire exchange, he opts for the blunt approach.

"Mr Sims." He steps in to shake Jon’s with a gloved hand of his own.

(How hungry are you, Jon? Because the scarred man with impossible golden eyes is a veritable smorgasbord of Statements, from practically every possible Fear, despite the way he holds himself with that familiar British stiffness that says 'question it at your own peril'.)

"Arthur is fine. I was informed you have a statement by Miss Leeds that I was hoping to take a look at."