That's not... I... j-just, warn me next time, okay? [ Notice he's not telling her not to touch his face. ] I...

[ He's almost about to go into another ramble, but remembers what triggered this... Thing. That was a Thing. ]

...I'm sorry I talk too much. [ He does look genuinely conscience-stricken about it. Maybe the less he talks the better?? ]

Yes.

...
I mean, what am I saying --dinosaur-shaped chicken nuggets.

Not my eyes. The food.

I think I still have blue eyes? Maybe cornflower blue, if you ask me... s-something like that... annnd I'm doing the talking thing again. Great.