[He says it gently, like someone would tease a sibling. This whole thing, like with Fenris earlier, puts him in mind of Bethany trying to learn to master her magic.]
Breathe with my counts, in for five then out for five.
[He counts down to five several times in succession, always evenly, forcing Beverly to breathe at a measured pace. As he does he carefully reaches out and touches her wrist gingerly, ready to direct the magic elsewhere if necessary so the poor jukebox or the remaining lights or - Maker forbid - the hull doesn't get shocked if she doesn't hold her focus.]
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[He says it gently, like someone would tease a sibling. This whole thing, like with Fenris earlier, puts him in mind of Bethany trying to learn to master her magic.]
Breathe with my counts, in for five then out for five.
[He counts down to five several times in succession, always evenly, forcing Beverly to breathe at a measured pace. As he does he carefully reaches out and touches her wrist gingerly, ready to direct the magic elsewhere if necessary so the poor jukebox or the remaining lights or - Maker forbid - the hull doesn't get shocked if she doesn't hold her focus.]