[It takes a lot to speak through the fog he's in. Hell, Jonathan's only just realized he shuffled onto the elevator with Yurick and Nagisa, not Angela and somebody else. He'd expected that, but this is fine too, maybe. Hopefully. He's not sure of much right now except that he's now seen two people cooked alive, both of whom he thought of as friends.

He's got a very valid reason to have his left hand pressed so tightly against his mouth, but he can't leave this unsaid, either.]

I... I always wanted brothers. Not because of - but if you meant that, I -

[Okay no, nice as it would've been to finish that sentence, he's just putting his hand back where it was now. Firmly. And he's unfortunately not going to be joining them in whatever quiet corner they're headed to, because the instant the elevator stops he's fleeing it for the nearest bathroom.

Good thing the Toilet Coffins™ are mostly soundproof, because as awful as throwing up is? He can't take the thought of anyone hearing him sob, not even now.]