She was fully aware that she should run back to the hospital room and tell her mother what she'd just seen, if only for the mere fact that it seemed as though her power had taken a surprising leap forward. She was flustered, and it would be the more natural response to teleport to one of her sisters, even if they were overseas, or even to her father. It was strange, though, how she didn't really need anyone else right then. She was oddly comfortable with that concerned stranger. That too was disconcerting.
Her empathy had scattered, short-circuited in her moment of blunder. Everything was sweeping over her in power spikes. She felt the little kids' laughter down the hallway, the frustration of the cafeteria worker who was dealing with a grouchy doctor, the chipperness of the passing nurses who were whispering something about the next Friday night. It made her own feelings feel rather small underneath the weight of everyone else's.
"I'm fine, really," Parker returned, smiling again to reassure him. There was no need to keep this poor guy so worried. "Besides, everyone else, they're busy with their own stuff."