Relax. Quiet. Breathing. Devlin was going to try and do that but it was incredibly hard. Because unlike his Professor he found the music and scented room rather distracting. Giving him the opposite desired effect he knew his Professor wished for.

His nostrils tried to take in the scent and it made him wonder just exactly what type it was. The music as well distracted him. For his mind was slowly swaying along to the soft hum of the beat. His mind was clearly not free. As well, all this breathing stuff? Yep. Devlin wasn't aware he'd signed up for some secret yoga session.

Just... clear the mind. Devlin tried so, emptying it of all thoughts, but with so many students and the scent and the music, his mind was wandering all over the place.