The inside of the volcano was...beautiful. Beads of Mentos dangled above a lake of cola, a volatile combination, from what he had absorbed of Chemistry, but that didn't matter; right now, the whole place seemed like...a cathedral. All was quiet except for the group's conversations at the back, and Ascot's mind was made serene by the scenery...serene except for continued worries about Belle.

The thief still hadn't reappeared, and, well, Ascot was now certain that something had happened to her. Dangit all, he should have insisted that Jake go with her! It was now that Ascot regretted using 'story logic' to try and move the quest and investigation along; he cursed himself for being so idiotic. But, still, everyone made mistakes, and it was time to atone for them.

"I'm going flying out to rescue Belle," he spoke to the others, waiting for their opinion.