Phalanx is lucky. Despite threatening bodily harm a moment earlier, Robin is probably the only person in all of these caves capable of handling the sudden change in front of him. One of those gloved hands comes up to the edge of Phalanx's hood, quickly tugging it even further over their face.

"No no no, don't do that." He's quieter now, the startled edges of him melting down as the threat of being seen is now much higher. Another hand is taking theirs again, to guide them away from fidgeting further--and somehow, in doing this, he's gotten a lot closer.

He has to warn him. "Not where people can see you."