For some reason, perhaps the throbbing dark wound in his arm, Thomas didn't react well to the sarcasm directed at him. "Thanks old timer, but I bet you know that line about deceiving appearances as well as I do." He lowered his guard and his weapon, straightening from the crouch to face this other group. "Name's Thomas." His eyes widened slightly at the mention of another Keyblade wielder further up, and he had an idea as to whom that was. "Sounds fine by me, I guess," he replied, deferring authority to the older figure as much as it may rankle him. "Good to know Reno is here," he muttered as he fell in with the group, moving back out towards the exit.