Rafe stared but then had to look away as the full implications really sunk in. Rafe's control over her power wasn't perfect but she had some control over what she could do with it, even if it sometimes turned on when she didn't mean for it to. She didn't go smash on things or run for the hills without her consent, even if her body gave her strong hints about what she should do. She still had final say; her body didn't get to take control and force her to do something she might not want to do, let alone potentially destroy someone, let alone constantly having to expose your intimate thoughts to the world.
The more she thought about it, it was a complete crap sack power.
"But you haven't experimented with it that much, right?" Rafe said. "Maybe there is a way to tone it down or control it or block it, you just haven't figured out what it is yet."