Hey- Wait, no no no, I'm not doing this right. [Oh okay, at Keith's tone and that word, 'stupid,' that's what gets Hunk to finally start paying attention, his snorting laughter dying down. He can't completely wipe the smile off his face because he's just plain too happy, but he can move their leaves aside and crawl over to Keith's side, reaching out to rest a wide hand on his upper back.]

Look- look. I'm sorry. I'm not- It's totally, completely, nowhere even near stupid. Sorry for laughing, I'm just, like, [makes a motion near his head] processing, and happy, and it's getting mixed up and- and it's not stupid. Keith, like, I'm kind of still like, 'what? He likes me?' 'Cause like, why me, y'know? Not because I think it's dumb.

Am I making sense? I'm probably talking too much. Do you get what I'm saying?