Isiah moved to the boy, crouching in front of him, arms resting in his lap as he looked over at the boy. "Kaito ... You are still welcome, and wanted, in our home." He sighed softly and then moved to sit in front of him, hands resting upon his knees as he looked at the kitten-eared boy. "Last night was ... not the best situation. You could not control yourself and I know that. I willingly let you do what you had. I do not want you to leave." He looked back down at him, hoping he would get him to feel a little better.