Vincent feels a little sorry for them, much the same as he would for anyone who sounded like they were having a hard time. He doesn't think it's good that they're upset about people not believing they're a magical abomination... But he also understands why it'd be weighing on them. It hurts, being brushed-over. Used to happen to him all the time.

"Robin believes you too, you know that." Vincent says this, trying to be helpful, "That's why he's vouching for you so much. Ain't that right?"

That last bit is directed more towards Robin, who up until this point has been looking very intently at the face of the card. Now he smiles, looking brightly up at Vincent, and then at Phalanx.

"That's right. And it's not just us, either. You've got a ca'ar on your side."

As he says this, he turns the card around to show Phalanx.

The face of the card is still stained, but now there is variety to the dark shades that have covered the original image. Little white splotches have also appeared all over it in some kind of pattern, maybe--they look a little like bright stars nestled in a dark knight sky.

"I think it found you."

Vincent mumbles a "what in the fucking Haunting are you talking about--" under his breath, because he can't see the card, but doesn't actually want to be that involved in whatever Robin is going on about.