"Oh, damn." She wasn't expecting that, not right there. "If I rip your carpeting, it was all your fault." Not that Charlie would go all the way with her telekinesis, but she wasn't sure of just how powerful Kerrigan was.

Sighing, she focused on the pencil, and the pen alone. It wasn't going that well, of course, as she felt like she could perhaps lift the desk, too. Shorter, thought as she frowned. The pencil started to incline itself over a side, but Charlie felt how she was pulling the floor. "You could, perhaps, push down around the pencil? Unless you want to redecorate or something.