Vincent 'looks' down at where a blanketed hand has patted his leg--both a little bothered and a little heartened by the gesture, neither of which are strong enough to actually get him to move. Whatever they're saying about "busy houses" doesn't quite hit the mark either (he's been in plenty of busy houses and never much enjoyed them), but he's kind of a sap who likes the idea of people just being fucking nice to each other and living in relative peace--and it's been a long day, and maybe he's ready to stop fighting it and just go along with whatever unbelievable thing has stumbled into his life for now.

So while Robin snickers quietly, Vincent shrugs, "Guess it's a nice sentiment, at least."

"Do you think that Kneecap would like Phalanx?" Robin asks, out of the blue, "Speaking of houses with lots of people."

"Yeah, probably. That guy's weird."