'Like power lines', Robin thinks, making a small sound as he realizes just how long it's been since he's thought about power lines. He supposes he's heard that radioactive mess downstairs maybe tell the girl from Up-Top about how people say there used to be a web of power that wrapped all around the world--but she didn't believe him.

Why would she? It was a very long time ago.

Robin's thoughtful silence gives Vincent enough time to come to some kind of conclusion, though he sounds a little hesitant to speak up after that... confusing explanation on Phalanx's part.

"...So, on that note, can we maybe..." He turns his blind face towards Robin, "Talk about this whole... I dunno, what this guy's gonna do in the short term? This ain't exactly like letting a friend crash on your couch for a night..."

And having finally been called to business, Robin sighs, finally reaching over to pick up the fork that Phalanx had dropped (and likely forgotten) minutes ago.

"I suppose that is the fair thing to do, isn't it." The demigod puts the fork back on the table, then reaches again for Phalanx, this time putting a hand on the small of their back. If that hasn't brought them out of their eyes-tight focusing, this probably will:

"Phalanx, would you like to come sit with me on the couch?"