[ Ienzo shakes his head, feeling the odd 'existing slightly to the left' feeling he's been struggling with fade along with the sound of water in his ears. When he next looks at his hand the mark is gone, with only a small red lump of a bug bite remaining. ]

Excellent work. [ He says, brightly. ] We should likely still leave, though, before one of us is bitten again. I know at least some of that swarm was real. Here, I think I saw some caves over in this direction.