"Maybe? I don't really have a lot of experience with getting punched like that?" He winces as a memory comes into his mind. A giant monster made out of.... meat? And screaming about balanced diets as it punched him out of town.

"....Or maybe I do?" He said it more like a question. Because, what was that?

"But I think I'm okay?" It hurt. Definitely. And he could already tell he was probably going to have a massive bruise. But apart from that he seemed to be okay? Which was weird, but he wasn't going to argue about it.

Maybe it was because he'd been a ghost when he'd gotten hit.