Water tracking through his house is, unfortunately, the least of Vincent's worries. He grumbles some non-words and goes back to eating his food, resigned to his fate.

Robin brings Phalanx back into the bedroom, depositing him near the bed. Then, he crawls over the mattress towards the dresser. He reaches down for a lower shelf, but he can't open it very far before it runs into the bed; there's just enough room for Robin to stick a hand in, fish around blindly, and pull up a small wad of half-folded shirts.

"Okay... Let's see..."

He pulls up a pair of pants, next, and another pair... Some socks... More shirts... All of which are too large for most humans, let alone Phalanx.

He eventually finds a long-sleeve black shirt, holding it up with a smile.

"Yesss, we'll start here." He gestures with it out in front of him, for Phalanx to take, "Put this one on."