It was true that Yotsuyu hadn't expected Clarence so soon, but she also hadn't expected him to seem upset. The tears had probably been left to Elliott's tender care, but when she saw her son and his friend and his friend's cat, she ushered them all into the brownstone, bidding them remove their shoes at the door as was tradition.

"Well, what have we here? I believe we've some tuna, make yourselves some sandwiches and share with Cheddar. I believe our final guest needs an accommodation! So I shall be back shortly. Would you all care for pizza for dinner?"

That was not a food that appeared at the Naeuri residence often--Yotsuyu herself was not a terrible cook, but if things were wrong at home, she saw no reason to not make things a bit more festive here. But first, a litterbox for their poor feline friend. And so off she went for a short time, letting the boys have some privacy and to let Clarence breathe a bit more. And...so that she could call Kris and Phil and let them know he was safe with her. But she'd gently discourage them from rushing over--if she could.

"Elliot, be a dear and once you and Clarence decide on what pizzas you wish, text me so I can pick them up?" With that, she donned her own shoes, plucked up her purse, and slipped out the door. She'd be back, eventually.