Jimmy started babbling incoherent syllables in a confused attempt to understand what was going on. On the one hand he didn't know what to say but he was also excited that he wasn't the only one who could do things. Maybe if he showed her what he could do, she might stop being so defensive over what had happened? But that wasn't likely to happen because she didn't seem to have anything physically wrong with her like a cut or a bruise that he could heal.
"Oh. Jimmy," he said as he shook his head to clear it and thrust out a hand towards her. "And yeah. You made it disappear. Or you stole it. Or something. Things don't just vanish into thin air like that. You were holding the hanger. And then you weren't. It's like... magic or something. But not really."