He gets the absolute dumbest grin on his face when she climbs into his lap, even if also looks utterly concerned at the same time.

"He is still awake and you have your hand on him!" At least he's laughing about it, setting his own beer and food aside the moment he realizes where she's climbing. He tilts his neck on instinct, opening it up to her whims despite his vocal objections and his now free hands settling on her hips. He's very contrary. "I would very much love nothing more than to play with you, but I am going to be thinking about Mateo right next to us the whole time."