Rod leaned his head on his hands and chastised himself.

Rod leaned back and took a sip of Scotch.

Rod walked around to the front of the desk again and leaned on a corner.

Rod grounded his staff again, and leaned on it.

Rod folded his arms and leaned against the wall.

Rod leaned forward, made eye contact with me and held it for a second before he said, "You'd be more in the administration end of things.

Rod closed his eyes and leaned back in the chair with a massive sigh.

Rod leaned back on one hip, folding his arms.

Rod leaned down and caught up, not a staff, but a whole fallen branch, late of a pine tree.

Rod leaned back on his hands, staring up at the sky.