Kairi might not have recognized him, but he remembered her. She was taller than he remembered, but given it had been a year since the last time he'd had anything directly to do with the Keyblade heroes, that only made sense. Her heart, at least, was still as radiant as he remembered.

When he noticed her approaching, he frowned slightly, but...she didn't seem confrontational, like Xion had. Of course she commented on the coat, and he brushed his shoulder in response, as if smoothing out nonexistent wrinkles.

"Quite useful, as well. Worry not, child, I am no ally of Xehanort's."