For a moment, Matthew considers trying to stop the pup from leaving. It would be the safe thing, keeping watch of him to make sure nothing happened. But he could tell, it would crush the young wolf. You can't hold an Irraka.
Instead he simply shrugs. "Don't sweat it. To get a new member of the People situated, that's always worth interruptin an evening. Just ... be careful. It's a lot to work through."
Then something clicks. "I never did get your name, ..." He lets the words trail off, an implied question.