That startles him so much he almost drops the milk carton. Pushing the folds of the towel away from his face, he just stares at Lesedi in obvious terror for a moment or two. Power is rolling off of her in waves that practically have a physical presence all their own; she dwarfs every other power signature he's encountered thus far. He shouldn't be surprised at this, and isn't, really - he's just extremely overwhelmed right now, and the sensations he can feel coming from her only worsen his discomfort and apprehension.

Also she's saying something to him and he should probably try to answer her. Not that he thinks he has any chance of influencing whatever she's decided to do to him, but still.

"N-no, not - not at all, it's fine, everything's fine, j-just fine..." He stammers like an idiot, any trace of confidence or bravado he might have felt at the awakening of his powers evaporating. What did he think he was going to do with his stupid little stage tricks, anyway? What could he ever do against something like this?