"I noticed!" He sat up on her stomach and covered her mouth quickly with a gloved hand. Partly to shut her up and partly to keep her from going for his jugular, which she looked ready to do at any moment. Her anger was almost enough to push him off and set him into a brisk jog but if he did that he wouldn't be Ithacles.
"What do you mean you're hurt? What did you expect out of me--you literally flung yourself from a tree at me, how upset can you be? I was just excited to see you. I missed you; I've been counting fucking rutebagas for a week!"