He tries to put on a brave, too-cool-for-all-this-pain-crap face, which he soon learns is difficult to do when he actually hurts all over, so it comes off as a weird cross between a wince and a grin. "Me? Of course I'm insane, duh. And if I'm pretty sure I can find a way to fix m—"

And then he's cut off by the sudden girl lips against his, and his brain completely fizzles and dies. For a moment he just sits there, frozen, eyes wide and uncomprehending.

What? Wait... is this really happening? She's, like, really kissing him, right? Because he's pretty sure lips on lips equals kissing. Or a smooch. Whatever. Hey, it feels pretty nice. But did he hit his head when he caught her? You know, pulled a Jason? Is he currently unconscious and just dreaming this up? He's so shocked and mildly confused that he does little else, and he's only vaguely aware of the heat rising in his face, starting from his cheeks and spreading to his ears.

Ears.

Before he realizes it his ears are suddenly on fire, and he pulls back and yelps, patting the flames out with both hands.