[Not really processing anything straight, he scrambles a little in sitting up too, knows his face is red and hoping that all his messy hair in front of it hides it enough.]
No, uh. It's -- [Kind of wheezes more than speaks, but damn it he tries. Clearly Keith shouldn't have been... whatever it was that he was doing to make Shiro obviously say that by accident, right? Even as he thinks that, the other part of his brain is catching up too, definitely doesn't miss how he doesn't take it back, and it's confusing.]
Sorry? [He says anyway, tries to rub at his eyes, though it mostly ends up as just shoving an entire loose sleeve into his groggy face. He might as well.] Um.