R officially had no idea what was going on and he was too tired to care anyway, so he just nodded to the guy and stuck his hands in his pockets, waiting for him to get himself under control with a smile on his face. Maybe he had some kind of disorder? Probably not, but otherwise he was just laughing at R for no given reason. Not that unusual all things considered, R thought he was pretty funny, but he couldn't think of what he'd done.
So, looking more and more like this guy was a maniac. Cool.
"Both astute observations, ouais," he said with a considering nod. He wrapped one of his curls around his finger in illustration. "I take it those are good things?"