Tenderly he brushed his fingers along the back of Harry's hand. "I know. I know you don't. I don't want to take you back either but we have to handle this like agents to get what we want. We report, we make our case to bring you back here, with an agent assigned to watch you and a nurse that comes in. I've been thinking about this," He said, speaking so softly. "But we can't make our case from here. And if we stay the night, you can have my bed and I'll sleep on the floor. Okay?"

Whatever it took to make sure Harry was okay and not taken away.