He had thought that being upfront and candid was the best course of action. But people were rarely ready to hear the truth, and even less likely to admit it.
She's not in a good place. If Wanda needs to believe she can solve every problem herself, then I won't try to convince her otherwise...
"I'm sorry if I upset you. To be honest, the cultural differences get to me sometimes. In the east, you ask someone to teach you- you're asking for something akin to a priest, a therapist and a tutor rolled into one. But in the West, things are divided more definitively. Yoga is about exercise, kung fu is about fighting, meditation is about focus. I'm sorry if I overstepped my bounds."
People here never understand what they're asking from me. They want to visit a gym that smells like incense, when this place is more akin to a church. It's like a man goes to a hospital for some pills, but won't let them fix his broken leg...
"I really like you Wanda. I'll teach you to meditate, if you'll still have me. No Yoda stuff. Although I really do love making fun of people while they try to levitate stuff with their mind, but...*sigh* I'll survive," he said with a tentative smile.
"We can start right now, if you'd like? Or we can arrange another time."