The dick wasn't as shocked and scared as the girl because he, happily, was able to keep his head in stressful situations. Unlike some people. Noah watched, amused, as the girl squeezed her eyes shut. Yes, because that always helped. Perhaps if the boy was more of the sympathetic sort, he would've remembered how terrifying it had been to find himself in others' dreams (which, by the way, are way scarier than real life) - and likely, would've been a bit warmer toward the shaking girl on the sofa. As it was, he wasn't sympathetic in the least.
With her eyes looking at him in silent appeal, Noah pressed his lips together, searching for what to do next. He cocked an eyebrow, ignoring the kids' cries behind him. "How did this start? What were you doing when you blew the fuses?"