Given Joshua's pause, Thomas was able to address Oner's response first. "Oh, right," he replied. Honestly, he couldn't remember if he'd met Bahamut before like this, but fortunately it didn't seem like Oner remembered either, so he just rolled with it. But wait, no, it wasn't just Bahamut, it was NEO Bahamut, the second and more powerful form. Still, the blow was lessened by Thomas already knowing of the summon that Reno/Oner had.

Well, given that, he turned and faced Bahamut, giving a deep bow. "It is an honor to meet you, King of the Dragons," he said, not flourishing and akin to showing off, but respectful. After all, the guy lived on the freaking Moon. This was a once in a lifetime opportunity for the most part. Far more impressive than people meeting Carbuncle (Not that anything was wrong with Carbuncle. It just happened to be a green bunny. Not quite as impressive as the King of the Dragons)

Then Joshua spoke, and that was a successful shot at his nerves, earning a slight growl and a tightening of his fists. Again, he didn't like nicknames. It was hardly his fault that that never stuck with the only other person here. "It's Thomas, not Tommy boy," he spat back. "I don't need someone else starting with dumb nicknames."

His attention was diverted as the Cola Mountain exploded, bringing his departure to a halt, and he watched with impressed eyes as a pillar of light ascended into the sky and the bugs all went flying to their deaths, like Lemmings off a cliff. It was actually kind of artistic to watch. Well, looked like that was one less thing to do, so he called off heading up there to help everyone, He could see everyone coming on their Gliders, and thus didn't need to be concerned. Hopefully.

And then Joshua started again, and his anger grew, like a seething mass inside him as the warrior insulted him and mocked him. God, he wanted to punch him in the face so hard right now. Fortunately, he still had some restraint left, and he managed to avoid a physical brawl. that didn't mean he was silent though. "Screw you," he said in a low tone, head bowed, before he met Joshua and glared at him. "Why the hell do you care? You're only with the group anyway because you feel like it. If Amaya wasn't here, you'd ditch us to go do whatever the hell you want in a heartbeat. I mean, it wouldn't be the first time. So maybe I'm not the strongest person here, but at least I actually care about what we're trying to do."

His heartbeat thudded in his ears as his fingernails dug into the palms of his hands, energy brimming over in anger. He spun about then, taking a few steps away from everyone before he paused. "I'm going for a walk," he said over his shoulder, before departing the area while flipping Joshua the bird in the process, trusting that at least one of them would be able to find the Sign they were here for. He needed to go somewhere else and clear his head.

And as he walked through the candy coated landscape, hidden beneath magical armor, his dark wound, which had sunk into some kind of remission, flared back to life, pulsing and malevolent, spreading it's poison through his body and mind, unbeknownst to himself.