She clamps his eyes shut and focuses on her - power, her utterly passive power that never gives her any feedback at all, has never had any moving parts for her to focus on -

The nudge was momentary, gone before she even started trying. But he got in once, and maybe there's some muscle she can flex, some exercise she can do, that will keep him out, that will keep her safe, that will let her limbs go on belonging to her.

They're going to have to talk, and not in mime, either.