Admonishment is not something that Martin handles well, even if he doesn't completely understand that's what it is. He wrings his hands, but carefully steps inside. With the door broken, he supposes that at least there's no way to trap him here.

"Ah--- Hello?" Martin makes his way in slowly, watching every step carefully. "I'm--- sorry about the door. I really didn't mean to break anything, I just wanted to come in! If you're, um. Listening." The uneasiness is eating him alive. "Listen, I came because I want to help! Whoever you are, I can feel how lonely you are. That's- that's what I do, that's what I am. I felt it, and I came to help. Will you... let me try, at least?"