He waits. She's not comfortable with this, which is understandable, and thankfully there's no rush, no reason to push. When she allows for it, Anders nods and gestures towards a chair, setting the gathered blend of herbs in easy reach for her just in case. It should, in theory, be a comfort, a wordless way of saying she can take that and leave if ever she felt it was too much.

"Have a seat, and we'll run through this." Anders takes his own seat. "Rest a hand on your chest and one on your stomach, like so," he demonstrates, "mostly to feel where you're breathing into this first time. We'll exhale, relaxing shoulders, and then breathe slowly into our stomachs through the nose. Hold it for a heartbeat, and then exhale through the mouth slowly. Slow and steady is the key. There's no rush. And when you're ready, we'll try it."