Again, Phalanx seems almost surprised to be touched, but happily lets that arm hang as dead weight in Dewey's hand and follows along. It takes a second to get the feet moving properly, but then they're strolling along like a pair of normal people.

"Favorite stuff?" Phalanx asks a few seconds later. When not directly mimicking Dewey, their voice still has a strangely soft quality to it, despite the fact that the rest of them looks decidedly male.