[ Aw. She almost feels bad for this strangely-dressed individual. Her empathy is brief, however, and interrupted by the situation on his head, which she finds totally impressive. If that yellow stuff is his hair then it's even more remarkable than her own. How does it stand up like that?

Maybe she'll offer a few conciliatory words after all. ] I... don't think this is a joke, exactly. I mean, it's kind of - terrifying. You know? Not really joke material.[ pause

and then a smile ] Hey! You speak my language. I like your hair.