[When she wakes up he's still sleeping. She watches him for a few minutes as her palm presses against the bed, unable to phase through it. He looks...tired even in sleep. There are the dark circles that mark his features, but it looks like he carries something more. Something she put there maybe.
So, she doesn't have powers. It doesn't change who she is.
She'll just keep telling herself that, and she'll get up, trying very hard not to disturb him as she does so.
The topic hasn't stopped bothering her, but she doesn't feel quite as helpless or desperate as she did before sleeping.]