"Ok, joint meditation, going slow, coming right up," he replies, wriggling a little to get into a more comfortable position for what might be an extended period of sitting.

At first all he does is loosen his grip on his presence a little, which he has been hiding, if not as rigidly as Ben was. And then he'd been carefully trying to keep his thoughts and feelings to himself, so as not to jolt Ben.

Now he blooms into teenaged padawan, in the Force, a mix happy/nervous/relief. But he lets Ben do the reaching right this second, just tries to focus on his breath and try to let those emotions smooth out.