"Speaking of, I think that's all the storytelling I have in me for today. If you're full, I don't really have a reason to keep you shut up in here any longer." Steve stood and offered the kid his hand and a smile.

"Come on. Give me a hug and go find something safe to do for a while, ok? You have my number, and you know where I live now. If you need, me, all you ever have to do is call. And I mean that literally." He cupped a hand around his ear, "I have excellent hearing and it's not impossible I'd hear a shout or a scream from pretty far away. I'll be listening, just in case."

Steve didn't want the kid to go. He wanted to cuddle up with Setsuna and spend hours cuddling and talking, but that wasn't exactly healthy, or welcome. They barely knew each other, and Setsuna clearly had an abusive past, if not a present one as well. It would take time for trust to really build so that the boy was comfortable with him. He knew that, and that was why Steve was gently urging the boy toward the door. He'd done the best he could, for the moment. Now it was Setsuna's turn.