[There's no oncoming traffic, so Josuke continues to sit there for a moment, Hazel tugging on his cheek, while he attempts to figuratively put himself back together again. That could have been a disaster. Even if it wasn't. But it could have been!]

You're out of your mind...

[He bats her hand away, finally, and rubs at his cheek.]

What if we hit something? Or someone? And don't tell me it'd be fine because I can fix shit, that's beside the point!

[He's concerned, but not really upset. Hazel's seen him upset. He can't sit still when he gets like that, and right now he's...firmly rooted to his seat. Although that might just be to keep Hazel away from the steering wheel.]

Man, I...I feel like I just lost years off my life.