Llyr waited with the buried teacher until the Lore Master arrived, he gave a slight nod and excused himself. A part of him wanted to stay, to make sure he was alright, however the whole spectacle had jolted his nerves. As he wondered down to the caves to check on Damion, Blodeuwedd tackled him him in the stomach and clung to his shirt. He fell to the ground with a grunt, cradling his baby dragonling who shook intensely with fear. Angharad and Owain quickly followed and joined the group hug.<br/>"Hey now, don't cry," he cooed, holding all three close. "You must have felt my fear, I'm sorry, Blodyn."<br/>Bundling them all in his arm as he raised from the ground, he made his way to Lidia's cave. Owain and Angharad climbed onto his shoulders, chirping and clicking as they observed the surroundings; while Blodeuwedd strapped herself to his chest. With a free hand, he knocked the door, let his presence known and waited patiently for Lidia to come to the door.