Presley stares levelly at Wyatt, which he intends to seem intimidating and unimpressed... but on second thought, might actually come across as an overeager response to being in the kissing circle, so he makes himself blink. Once. Then look up and away with a loud, exasperated sigh.

"Maybe I'm just not any good at having fun," he mutters. "All of you are going wild out here in the clouds with no problem and all I feel is this vague sense of... I don't know. Ugh, forget that. I had a bit too much."