[So Mickey's new friend isn't Pluto, but he's a great substitute! What a nice happy golden retriever. Instead of questioning anything, he's more than happy to play fetch with his new friend.]
Go get it, boy!
[... sorry if the stick hits you.
Or you can spot him on the battlefield! He's got the Keyblade out and ready, but something seems to be off - why is he grabbing his new shield and shaking it in worry?]
W-what the... Hey! I can't bring you along! ... Can I? ... Why does this world keep changing its rules?!