[ pausing to catch his breath, he tries to get ahold of himself-- to figure out what, exactly, is happening to him. his mind is rather addled, but he's still a mentat; his brain is still rushing to form coherent thoughts, make connections. ]
"Off?" [ a giggle. ] Yes, I feel rather "off." Euphoric, hyperaware. [ moreso than usual, anyway. ] Highly stimulated-- and yet drained.
[ all at once his face twists into an expression of pain, rage, just for an instant-- before he realizes and reigns it in with yet another chuckle. ]