There was a brief blink from Reno as Rikku settled herself in amongst his hair. Then again, no one'd ever used him as a perch before even if it was simply because tiny flying people weren't exactly common in the world he knew.

Come to think of it, there weren't any that he knew of, and Reeve's robot toy thing didn't count. Not to mention it couldn't fly. Not unless Reeve had modified it since last he'd seen it.

"Hey, I go to a lot 'f work t' get it lookin' like that!" Reno retorted. He liked his spikes, and if he'd wanted his hair to lie flat he'd have been able to sleep in longer in the mornings.

"An' 'll be sure t' tell th' boss that th' name in my file ain't what he should be callin' me, then."