When Katharine didn't initially respond to his request, Jacob remained patient and simply offered his physical presence as a measure of comfort.  A moment later he was rewarded by the feeling of his daughter clinging on to him arm with her leg draped over his.  For all intents and purposes, the two of them were now cuddling and he certainly enjoyed the feeling of it.  When her hand slid into his, Jacob happily held it and allowed his thumb to caress the back of hers.  The feeling of her soft lips pressing against his shoulder elicited a soft smile and drew his focus away from the ceiling to meet his daughter's gaze.<br/><br/>For several moments she did not speak, but was clearly deep in thought as to what she wanted to say.  He didn't pressure her or give any sort of indication that she needed to rush, he just savored the feeling of Katharine's body against his while she organized her thoughts.<em>"I'm sorry Daddy..."</em>Giving her hand a reassuring squeeze, he replied in just as soft of a whisper.  "I know you are sweetheart."<br/><br/><em>"..Should I go now?"</em><br/><br/>"Go?"  Jacob didn't quite get what she had meant by that, but when he took further notice of her nervousness, guilt, and somber posture the meaning finally clicked in his mind.  "Oh, honey."  Jacob said in the sweetest voice he could manage while his arm wrapped around her back and pulled her against him once more into a cuddling position.  This one was certainly cuddling as one arm positioned itself beneath her body to hold her close while the other guided her head to rest upon his chest before gently stroking her hair.  From there she would be able to hear the steady beating of his heart and the sound of his lungs drawing breath before speaking.  "Heavens no.  No matter how bad things may get or how many conflicts arise, at the end of the day you are still our children whom your mother and I love with all of our hearts.  That is one constant in this world that will never change.  We couldn't even imagine kicking any one of you out of this house even when in the worst of moods."<br/><br/>"I'm afraid you're stuck with us until you're ready to move out on your own accord.  Hopefully that won't be until several more years down the road.  And even then, we would let you go with heavy hearts."