He would have had to insist quite a lot to keep her from enjoying that cup of coffee, and it didn't effect her focus that much. Just a little. That she would admit.

His right hand this time. She felt like that said a lot for her progress, that he was willing to proceed in this fashion. She appreciated the faith he had in her and her growing control.

A nod and then her hand was touching his, wrapping around it to create a solid connection between them. Like last time, she was able to slow and then stop that subtle flow of energy, and her hold on it lasted two minutes longer than the time before. When she finally pulled away, she was smiling, a grin that couldn't be contained. Because it was working.