Even though Robin invited them over in the first place, he's still a little surprised when the creature curls up next to him so readily. Just like before, in the bedroom, the idea of someone actually grateful to be near him is a little jarring--but he still wouldn't trade it for the world, in this moment, and wraps an arm loosely around Phalanx's scrunched up form as they settle into their happy little bundle.

They will have several minutes of peace before Vincent finally joins them, treading through his living room and eventually taking a seat on the far side of the couch.

It's not a very big couch, though, so Phalanx can feel the edge of his cushion sinking down towards the heavy man. It would be very easy to poke him with a stray foot.