Elijah was trying to take that in and not react outwardly, but god it was hard. He started breathing just a little faster, and instead of full-on panicking, he reached out to grab Will’s forearm. He needed something to ground him, and for some reason Will - after saying all of that - seemed like the safest thing to cling to.
“Are you fucking with me?” he hissed, half to be quiet and half because he couldn’t bear to let his hopes get up if this was all a cruel ass joke.