Kyle rolls his eyes. "Not YOU, the guy who was chewing on me! And I KNOW what you can do without gravity!" He is, for once, not blushing like a maniac. Mostly he just seems vaguely offended.

Kyle keeps his hand pressed to his neck, looking alternately angry and sick. "I am NOT into weird drooly guys biting me! And can't we just run past or something?"

One of the hallucinations starts dancing badly. In the real world the alien hisses as it gets closer still.

"No, I don't have any weapons!"