It was, he had decided, past time to check in with his new charge. She, unless he missed his guess, was trying to make her skull not-explode. She'd thrown around a great deal of power, more than her body was prepared to accept, and she was likely paying the price for that.
Luckily for her, he had a few ideas on how to give her some relief from the pain while her body healed and adapted to the strain.
He paused outside her door, sensing her presence, and wincing at just how much low-level E-M she was throwing around. He'd be amazed if anything electronic in her room was even marginally functioning. He then knocked, gently, but hard enough so that she'd not mistake it for anything other than what it was.