The idea of identifying someone by a signature outfit amuses him in and of itself, as does Tidus's abortive attempt to locate her. But then, given their identical uniforms, he supposes it is an effective choice. Half-skirt gestures aside.

"I believe I've seen a woman that matches that description." Although, he hasn't seen her closely enough to note her eyes. "So you were contracted to her by chance, and, having separated for a time, you both find yourselves here, on another kind of pilgrimage."