What began as nervous laughter, forcing himself to laugh as he followed the Lore Master's instructions. The more he stared at the boggart the more sincere his laugh became. The ridiculous creature cringed and fluttered around, Llyr almost felt sorry for it but continued to chuckle for the sake of the dragonlings. His cheeks began to ache as his fixed smile cracked, he held his sides as he tried to regain his breath from laughing so hard.