[It's natural that the first place he'd look is at eye level. But when he doesn't see anything there, he goes looking for the moogle that had been following him around. That definitely wasn't the right voice, but maybe it had a friend--]

Huh? Oh. Hey. You're different...

[He's clearly a different color- and he doesn't have that funny thing on his forehead. But he does have something weird around his waist.]

Sorry, but if you came to bring me more mail, you can just return it to the sender.

[He can't think of anyone else who'd have a problem with him, but that doesn't mean they don't exist.]