Marc watches him get up before rising to his feet. He reaches a hand out for Dustin's shoulder as he sees him sway.

"Your guess is as good as mine. I've never seen anything like this before." He casts a wary look back towards the moon. Is it really watching? He'd love to wipe that awful grin off its face but he's not sure how anyone manages something like that short of a rocket-powered missile launch.

"Not sure if earplugs would make a difference either." He's not even sure why it would have affected Dustin as it had and not himself, but given the weird blue stuff that had come out along with the blood, there definitely has to be some other factors in there, not that he figures the kid will be forthcoming about.