[No worries. <3]
After learning the whereabouts of his brother, and happy to hear that his brother was actually at the institute, Jonathan went to find the room. The halls were just as he remembered, although his memories were still somewhat foggy on things. The return to Preya had been a blessing for the sake of reuniting with his younger brother, but the pieces of what he once lived here before were scattered about. It was unsettling at times, but he hoped a reunion would set him in a brighter direction.
He saw the drawing on the door. That handwriting. The familiar curves of the pencils and markers. "Will!" he called through the door. "It's me."