[Karen only gets halfway to standing before Eleven lifts her hand in a way that looks...expectant. Deliberate. So she pauses to watch, looking around with a faint expression of surprise as she feels the barometric pressure plummet around them.

And then everything on the table goes flying off the other edge of it, save for the plate and grapes they've been working with. The first and only thing Karen can marvel at is the precision of it.

And then she realizes that she's just kind of standing there, staring at the table and now looking more than just a little surprised.

She drops back into her seat and turns to look at Eleven and -]

Oh, you're bleeding - here, hold on -

[She dips down and gets the linen napkin that fell from her lap when she stood and holds it out to Eleven. Her lips press together and she watches her for a moment, considering. Honestly, this one's on her. It didn't even occur to her that this girl might be wildly and powerfully telekinetic because, like. Why? But why not, they're in a fae realm.

She takes a careful breath. Okay. Most importantly:]

I'm sorry if I look surprised. Um, I have friends that can do really amazing things too, but I've never met someone that can do that. Did it hurt you to do that? Are you okay?