Sometimes he honestly wondered if there some wires hanging loose in some part his counterparts' little frame.
Surely there was some deity somewhere that found amusement by making him suffer from the odd situations that they often found themselves in accidental or not. He himself was not entertained by the situations that he would often find himself in thanks to Artoo.
Not that he didn't like the little astromech, he just wished that his little counterpart wasn't so adventurous at either the worst of times or the best of times.
Nor did he like having to attempt to explain his friend's quirky behavior or manners to the humans or other species who did not know the little droid.
Surely there was some rule book somewhere in the galaxy on friendship and how friends should not get their friends into constant danger or other disastrous situations.
Sometimes he would wonder if this was what the designers of the little droid had thought that he would turn out this way when they had first built the little droid.
Did they imagine that he would be so adventurous?
Stars help him, if he was going to have come up with rules for his friendship with the little droid