[He's certain she wouldn't intentionally hurt him, and with pot circulating in his head, his reactions are a little delayed. He flinches out of the way, but it's her own self-control that's probably more useful anyway. Around the same time as he realizes what just nearly happened, she asks that question too, and he breaks down into laughter and stumbles backward onto the bed again.]

No but you came real fuckin' close! Shit, man, you get real funny on weed!

[But nobody got hurt so it's hilarious, and he mimes kicking back at her from over on the bed before he flops an arm across his face, still laughing about it.]

Goddamn you're gonna wreck someone someday with heels on, can't fuckin' wait.