[Yep, he is indeed laughing at him. He keeps going only for a moment longer, the laughter dying down in his chest. He rubs at it, as though it was a painful experience.]

My apologies, Shadow. Truly. Forest Folk are barely capable of magic where I come from, so to think of one as the 'ultimate life form' is a laughable idea. But of all people, I should know better than to judge by one's appearance. Surprises often come from the most unassuming of places.