Ford nodded and adjusted his glasses up his nose as he tried to parse what he was being told. The fox has different facets? Different faces? It's not the first divine being or supernatural force with that sort of shtick he's heard about, so it wasn't too hard to immediately slot that into fact.

"I never understood that.." He mumbled a bit at the comment about dresses. He found it very easy to stick with what he knew to be comfortable and functional, not to deviate too far from it. His coat being a prominent example of that.

He raised a brow at the mention of the radio thing and then went to pull something out of his coat.. only to find the inner pocket empty. He stopped his pace to pat down the rest of his coat a bit more furiously- only to stop and sigh with his head hung a bit.

"Seems we've come in with nothing but the clothes on our back- my journal isn't here." He huffed a bit, before rubbing his chin with a foot tapping on the ground. "Perhaps we can find a replacement for now around the classrooms here, it is a school."

He then mulled on it a bit longer. "How familiar would she be with you, though? If you haven't met, that is. It seems a bit farfetched that she'd be able to bring you here and constrain you to a human form if she doesn't know much about you to begin with."