[He's actually at a loss for a second. She'd been such an asshole that he was expecting to get something like that thrown at him again, and had been trying to come up with retorts in advance, but when that doesn't happen--well, he's struck for a moment, his expression changing into something confused and open.]

Huh? Ah, yeah, think I'm fine . . .

[Is he fine? It hadn't occurred to him to wonder in the heat of the moment. Leon takes a mental overview of how he's feeling, particularly in the foot area . . .

Ah. Right. Ow.]

. . . It's kiiiinda like I stubbed my toe like, a dozen times? Ha ha--ow. Ouch--forget it, it's nothin', I'll be totally cool!