[Guide. He can guide. He can do this much. Zell set up the exercise, and he knows how to follow. Despite his fever, his voice takes on a comfortable gravity, the peaceful firmness of one who has led another in meditation or prayer countless times.]

Breathe deeply, steady, until the picture in your mind is sharp and real. It is here, within reach. All you must do is move.

[He glances over at Zell, silently asking if that had been what he had in mind.]