It's probably a good thing. With something bumping into him, he's able to remember that he has limbs and skin and other things that might be in the way--and he's quick to lift his head and realize what it is that Phalanx is trying to do.

"Ah--" He tries to help, tugging the other edge of their hood up and over their head. "Is that better?"

His face is a little red. He starts to rub at his eyes with his sleeve, though he barely thinks about the fact that he's doing it.