Clicking his tongue, Daimon folded his arms over his chest, looking absolutely wounded that Wanda would even accuse him of such a thing. Of course he trusted her. And he sure as hell did not question his own teaching abilities. He just...had a terrible feeling about this. Ugh, but-- "You're right. I'm sorry. You'll do great." See? Encouragement. He trusted her just fine. Daimon just had to remember that should anything go wrong, he was there to set it right; to protect her.
Rubbing his chin, he gave her circle one last look-over, rewarding Wanda with a small, impressed smirk. "You'll need to concentrate. Focus your energy, feel it, feel the energy of everything around you, and feel that of the portal's. The first time always requires the most power, but it's easy to get careless with it, so be careful. You don't want to lose control." Before he giving that cue to begin, Daimon took a step forward and tucked a wisp of hair behind her ear. "I trust you," he whispered in all sincerity before drawing back to stand watch.