[He's now just chuckling outright, tilting himself forward a little before pulling his head out of his helmet - very, very particular in how he does it, as if he's trying to hide whatever's inside there...?

But also as if he's trying his best to keep it level, too, like there's something in there he doesn't want to jostle too much.]

- I been thinkin', this place a li'l too quiet! Maybe even kinda... y'know, lonely. So...

[He lifts his helmet, then, between the two of them.]

Here. Go ahead, stick your hand in there - promise it won't bite! ... Or if it does, it won't hurt none!
'S real little, y'know.