The frown only gets deeper. It's a sign of how unused to this she is that she acts as if he can't feel it. A swell of irritation washes through him, but subsides just as quickly. He hates that she lies to him, to herself, so easily and so frequently, so adamantly. But part of the swell of energy isn't his, he knows it. Pushing it aside, he continues on.

"I want you to focus on the earth. The ground underneath us, the ground that the soil in your hands came from. Feel it, connect with it. It's vast, and stable, and calm." He waits only a second. "I want you to imagine the light of your magic connecting with the earth. Feel how it feels. Learn from it."