Oh. No, that's alright. [Dumb lie-- Well. Is it a lie? He does feel nauseous, but he has for a while now! Long before the District flipped. It's hard to smile, but he manages - he tries.] Well, whatever you wanna do, really! I think my brain's more scrambled than my stomach!

[He pushes out his lips, rapidly wiggling his index finger over them to produce an obnoxious sound that he apparently attributes to scrambling.]