[she sighs after a moment, shutting the book between her palms and giving him a look that translates to come on then, outside with you and turns on her heel to lead the way.

where they're going is a small courtyard not far from the library, with enough space for the two of them to stand a ways apart, and she places the book to the side before fixing him with her gaze.]

I want you to imagine that you're reaching out and shoving me. You can reach your arms out like you're doing it, one good shove. But instead of the motion stopping, imagine it continuing, and think about pouring your energy into it. The motion of what you're doing will continue on without you, this is something you have to view as fact. Push with both your hands and your spirit.