Rospiel kissed Issac's cheek gently and slowly placed him on the floor as he spoke. "Ivan...it's alright Ivan." He said softly. Rospiel couldn't cook, before Issac he had eaten a lot of take out, no one knew that except Issac. "I'm no good in the kitchen...I didn't eat anytihng decent until Issac came along." He said as he knealt and helped Ivan pick up the mess.