Eventually, Robin struggles a little further up the couch and manages to tug his legs out from underneath the several-hundred-pound weight threatening to crush him. Vincent sinks back down into the cushions now that there isn't a dense human body holding him up, and savors the lingering wheezing sounds coming from his dear, dear friend.

"What the fuck," said friend complains, finally rubbing his eyes, "What're you... What happened?"

Phalanx feels Vincent's whole body scrunch up into a shrug. "Had a weird dream. Woke up and this guy was sobbing in the bathroom."