[Phil starts a bit and blinks, looking at Tatara with an expression not unlike a deer in the headlights. He's clearly startled by the physical contact, but from the expression on his face, he can't seem to decide whether he should pull away or simply allow it to happen.]

... y-yes, something like that. Although he usually puts his hand on my shoulder...

[A deep breath, and then he swallows hard.]

... well. It's entirely possible that he's still being sustained by Phantom's existence, I suppose... that would be the best thing I could hope for.