[That's not true! He's done well putting his foot down and saying No. Like when he smacks him with a newspaper. Just don't go rubbing his face in the carpet, that will get you a bloody nose.
He does well balancing on Aidan's knee as he leans forward to pull the drawing out of his pocket. Helix is a little perplexed all of this but takes the little folded piece of paper and carefully opens it.
Then he tries not to laugh and fails just a little bit.]
Who--who is this?
[He kinda looks like a clown, a scruffy clown. Aidan can probably draw better than he does but still... it looks like a 6 year old doodled this.]