Aki petted the top of his forehead. Wearing a Ditto was strange. Would it smile? Make a face? He'd accounted for any change in its behaviour by finding one of a suitable nature - not easily made to laugh, thus losing its form.
"It's necessary for my goals." He didn't really care about his looks - they didn't affect his mind. He was happy as long as people left him alone to work. "My clothes are irrelevent."