The laughter gradually intensifies, and perhaps worst of all, starts to obliterate the tears. The crying is more honest, but the laughter starts to rule all.

"Nuh..not...funny," she laughs and laughs, "C..can't...stop..."

Unfortunately, it doesn't even occur to her to tell Chloe what he said to stop the laughter. She doesn't understand the magic or the rules. All she knows is the clown told her terrible things, things she hasn't even considered but lay deep within her as concerns for what she is and what she likes and what she did. And now she's laughing and she can't stop. These are the things she knows in the moment.