Didn't know they were Nobodies? My, Timon truly did underestimate him, didn't he? It wasn't as though the meerkat didn't make it obvious that the two with Namine were either members of or related in some way to the Organization. What other reason would Timon have to worry so much about the three? He had seemed almost frightened of them at first, and they were but children. Combined his worry of the Organization going after them, it wasn't too hard to guess what was going on. He could be wrong, of course, but one with an intelligence such as his couldn't possibly be too far off the mark.

In any case, he ignored the look Timon sent his way, instead focusing on Namine. "You are quite welcome, dear mademoiselle," he replied, grinning widely.

"So soon?" he asked Xion, head cocking slightly to the side. "I insist that you at least join us for lunch. It is the least I can do. You three may even decide on the place." Ah... what a wonderful host he was. And, he had to admit, he was rather hungry himself.

"No! Absolutely not!" he suddenly exclaimed in response to Timon. "If any one is to decide how my clothes are to be distributed, it should be moi. I have considerably more fashion sense to speak of." Or, rather, a fashion sense at all. While it was rather annoying, he did understand that he was the only one with extra clothes around and that the three needed to be disguised. But if they were going to be wearing his clothes, he wanted to be sure they were worn properly.