"Well, I'm just warning you. Maybe I'm too heavy to be able to sit on your lap for hours on end in a way that's comfortable for you," that was absolutely untrue. Anthony was basically the same weight as a bag of feathers. "maybe you don't want to sit here with me for that long. I mean, it seems like you do, but– hypothetically. I mean. Not...actually." Awkward. He rest his head on Elijah's shoulder. "Well, anyways, I'm happy to be here with you too." he laughed awkwardly.