Hmm. Maybe. You were throwing a lot of debris around, but I don't feel anything like a concussion.

[ Was that a joke? The bleeding from his cuts had tapered off, finally, but he was still blood stained. ]

... But I am being serious. You're making due with what you were given, which, thinking on it, other than the super strength wasn't a lot. You don't even have a lot of memories to fall back on. It's a lot to deal with.