Robin's small chuckle dies down into little more than a raised eyebrow while Phalanx starts spinning their many, many wheels. He almost raises a hand and an offer to help, but Vincent (who was not laughing and does not find any of this particularly funny) is already two steps ahead of him--almost literally.

The giant man takes a small step into the room before crouching down in front of Phalanx, his knees protesting with little popping sounds. He keeps his head down as as he reaches up, feels around for Phalanx's arms, and very patiently starts guiding a wriggling limb through a sleeve.

"Hey, now..." Vincent explains in a surprisingly quiet, sensible voice, "The sooner you put your clothes on, the sooner we can go do something else."