[ He does lean forward and snags the bowl, passing it Zack.] Here, this might be more comfortable and you'll be able to see better.

[Leon slides off his lap and nestles in beside him pressed into his side, his head leaning against his chest.] This okay?

[He looks reluctant to bring up what he's about to bring up but Zack's comment about getting in trouble has him worried again.] Zack... speaking from experience... you do not want to end up in jail here.

Please, if you think you might not make quota please, please consider getting help from someone. It doesn't have to be me but I am willing to help. As long as it's someone.