The news she can't see anyone else is both a relief and deeply anxiety-inducing. He's not been around anyone apart from Jon for any significant amount of time for the last... long while. Is he going to be hanging around some strange woman until they find civilization? She seems nice enough, but he'd rather have Jon.

Still, Martin puts on his friendliest mien as he shakes his head. "No. I'm really sorry. I was in the middle of London, last I knew." What used to be London. But if this place has other people, they're probably going to be on a resort around the beaches. If you can help me find my glasses, we can walk along and see what we can see, Miss...?"