Yeah, no, that is no less concerning than any other possibility he might have considered. A lot of it is actually more concerning, if he's being perfectly honest. Jonathan's hands come up to bracket the sides of Will's neck, thumbs gingerly pressed to his jaw to turn his face back and forth.

"Another- You're kidding me..." Will's entire explanation is sort of washing over him before slowly sinking in. That ever-present worried, fretting expression is right in place. There's so much that he wants to demand details about but it's a lot all at once, and they're kind of in public where it's a less than stellar idea to get all the information that he needs. So he just listens, and ignores the burning of his eyes, and finally moves back a step to keep himself from scooping Will close, even though everything in him wants to pick Will up and carry him home, wherever home might be. "Who else is here? Is it just you?"