"Something calming..?" The tense focus drops as she repeats Strange's advice, and she frowns, looking to the ground for a moment. Unsurprisingly, telling a small child to think of something 'calming' is a bit trickier to get results from, compared to an adult. What would be calming? Nice smells and breezes do not come to mind.

The girl closes her eyes, humming a bit as she considers it. "Umnnh... ...petting things can be something calming to think of too, right?" she asks, as if what she should think of would be affected by Strange's own opinion.