Daniel looked back to her, and felt his cheeks turn warm. "Y-yeah, well... that was hardly your fault-" he said, cutting himself off as he saw how Gina quickly bounced back to her old self. "Uhm, how about-" He was at a loss for words, and he had to force himself to look directly in her eyes. "You are not at fault Gina, not really," he said while taking a step back and into a tree. Where he looked up at the branch he thwacked himself with just now accidently. He rubbed the back of his head, this time rubbing the sore spot. All the while he turned even redder from the embarrassment. He knew that he was taking things out of proportion... but he did not know, it was like his senses were even more heightened from when he was fourteen to now.<br/><br/>So it was no surprise when she stood up to him that he would back up that way. Daniel looked away from Gina and crossed his arms again. "So, uhm... you doing good? I know I am doing good... but you, you seem to be fine- or... I don't mean it that way-" he said awkwardly, "ah. I mean, you seem to be okay after that break up more so then a few moments ago." He said, stuttering extremely for some reason he did not quite get. Daniel opted out to just nodded to himself as though that could cover what he was stumbling on about with his words in such a failure of a way.