Typically, Dylan found himself not overly phased by suddenly finding himself on the moon, he figured if he could wind up in Atlantis, then anything was possible. Or maybe he'd become so desensitized to weirdness that it no longer affected him? Still a little thrill of delight slunk down his spine at the thought of actually moon walking. Tiny Dylan would have loved to be up here, and that childlike awe was kind of hard to ignore when he took his first bouncing step.