"I'm okay!" he protested, wobbling for a moment as he got his bearings back. "I'm not distracted, I'm just thinking about things," he replied, fundamentally missing the definition of distraction.

He rubbed his head, quietly for a moment. "Uh... Tell me something. Hypothetically. Say I had a girl I wanted to show a good time to. What do you think I should do, huh...?"