He gives a sheepish laugh. "No, but... I might be able to just lift the front of it and gather them like that." It will expose his stomach to the world, but he's willing to make a small sacrifice. "It reminds me of going apple picking as a kid."
The two of them have a seat under the tree as Malcolm chews on his lemon gumdrop. "I'd think the size of it is primarily why you got sugar all over you."