It did prickle a little, having his given name used so lightly instead of his surname, without so much as an honorific, but Ishida had long ago learned to be less sensitive; usually he'd explain what customs he was used to once, but he wouldn't continue insisting that others use his surname or honorifics. Even people from his own world had different customs, and people here came from a plethora of realities far more diverse than the nations of any one world.

His eyes glanced briefly to Reno's feline companion, offering her a small, quick nod. "Yes, of course, you're more than welcome to. The changing rooms are in the back."

His attention returned to Reno next. "The sweaters? I still have them intact, yes." True, Ishida could have repurposed the fabric, but there was really no need to – it was hardly as if fabric that cactuar spines were unable to pierce was in high demand, particularly with the only cactuar on the island having departed when Reno did. "However, they aren't here; I've kept them at home.

"Your pet came back with you, then?" After all, what other reason could Reno have for needing the sweaters?