That speed... Venom barely notices the young man until he's right next to him. Well, more like he assumes it as the other's voice is very close. If a certain president saw this boy's speed, he'd be quite jealous.

"You think so?" He looks at the glowing mark again. His uniform is torn right where the being nailed him. Its teeth marks are clearly seen in the darkness. "I hope it's not poisonous..." He muses, though he doesn't seem all that afraid.

"The name suits you. I'm Venom." He'd offer a hand to shake, but he's not sure which direction to stand. "And I suppose we should find the infirmary, if they have one."