He takes a few more moments to laugh, definitely not his library voice, but manages to press his lips together tightly, putting a stop to the bubbles of laughter. He raises a finger in pause, trying to regain his usual amount of composure which to be honest isn't much, but it's enough.

"Okay, Okay. I'm good. I'm good. I'll save the rest for later. Promise." Which isn't that great of a promise, but it's something, and he moves forward without the threat of pinching little bat cheeks.

"I didn't know you could go around like that. That's kinda cool." Even if your street cred has forever been destroyed, Conrad.