Oh god, he was normal again! At least this shit's temporary! ...But he was kind of sad it was temporary.

He'd stumbled back a step and looked down. Immediately his stomach hopped up into his shoulders somewhere. He should only be so glad they didn't knock heads or something, but he wasn't sure how to...

How to, um... rectify... this scenario. Does he tug off her arms and give her the impression of 'ew, cooties' or kind of? Hug?? Back??? Shit.

Instead he stood rigid as a board and focused ahead. Don't stare. He had a problem with staring.

"Uh. Uh- hey, thanks... thanks for grabbin' me!"