Ascot, it seemed, had prevailed, although only by dint of buying enough time for Ralph to break open the Mentos surface of the crater. But that was a good enough victory, although now, the boy had to focus on the business of escaping. The boy, now naturally faster than before, called up his Keyblade Glider and followed Belle; he knew that Joshua wasn't obligated to save them when the group had perfectly good Keyblade Gliders.

When the arrived, Thomas and Joshua were in an argument, an argument that involved 'power' and 'favors' and stuff that reminded Ascot of his former aspirations. The boy shook his head; he'll only make things worse if he didn't resist the urge to interfere. No, best to focus on what was obviously a modified version of Bahamut's form standing just behind Oner/Reno. 

"Bahamut!" shouted Ascot as he ran forward to the now-humanized summon. "Glad to see we can meet again!" he said, his eyes now bright."Why don't we become friends, now that, I guess, you're not disappearing instantly?" For a brief moment, though, Ascot did spare a bit of worry for Joshua and Thomas; it seemed as though the two were creating a dangerous rift between each other...