Distracted - arm coming out fast to catch Gavin's bowl as the tot eagerly pushed his bowl toward Ang (and almost onto the floor) - it took Alec a minute.
He blinked at her, one hand corraling Gavin's bowl, the other holding his own spoon halfway to his mouth, brain working furiously.
Then his eyes suddenly widened as connections were made and an invisiable hand yanked the lightbulb chain in his mind.
"Yes?" he phrased delicately, afraid to ask outright in case he was wrong.