Phalanx looks pleased. As Robin props there on his elbows to settle and talk, he's met with just as much focus from the creature, complete with childish grin. They seem to be following without confusion--leave it to Phalanx to understand the abstract better than the literal.

"A lot like me," Phalanx repeats, and it's easy to believe that maybe this one is a little more intentional than their usual. A little bit of humor. The next question sounds like an honest one, though.

"Is that what you are?"