She mummbles against his chest as she hids her face there. She is small and soft and it likely is easy to think of her as quite childlike right now.
She would have been worse off actually, if she hadn't managed to release some of it last night, it's a good thing he hadn't been here. Her entire apartment complex and the two on either side had all been filled with her power. The humans surrounding her were likely still sore and exhausted from it. She couldn't even feel it though, didn't Know what she had done, or she'd be racked by guilt.
The more he rubs her back, the more she melts into him, softening, trusting, warming and flowing against his form. It's not a sexual thing, it's the boneless melting of someone being soothed. "thank you." she whispers after a few moments.
"I... why do you find the thought of.. being with me.. so bad? I know.. you sleep with men and women, I know.. you're... into bdsm.. so.. why am I so bad?" Vulnerable, she can't help but ask, though she doesn't Want to sleep with him, she had her own reasons.