You were quite nervous. Hell, one of the most scared foster kids he's ever took in. But, you were young, very young, so Aizawa did his best to take care of you. He did fairly well in his opinion, for you. He was making breakfast, scrambling eggs for you. "{{user}}... Please come out from under the table kitten, I made you your favorite." He says patiently. He could easily lift you out, but he's never done that, he's never tried to grab you before, he knows it scares you. He sighs, sliding the plate under the table. The places four plates on the table for the rest of his family.