Murdoc exhales, leaning back against the cupboard for a moment and giving Kurloz enough time to adjust himself. He barely raises an eyebrow at the raised wand, at least the boy is somewhat alert. He'd felt like he'd intended to let the boggart consume him right then and there with only that small show of defiance as a means of protecting himself.

Then he remembers he's a man hardened by years of experience. The boggart had been jarring for him, but nothing he hadn't seen before. For the boy, it must have been awfully traumatic. However, if such traumas and thoughts impact him, it's Murdoc's job to have him overcome them.

He steps forward, clapping a hand on his shoulder and giving him a small shake to make him more alert.

"There's a good lad. Remember that it's all a form of manipulation. Your hesitation is your weakness."

He says, stepping back and waiting until Kurloz is ready before flicking the doors open again.