Rachel wouldn't notice his power levels were ludicrous at all. Of the two of them in the room, she was the one who who had at one point lifted an entire city with her mind. The 600 lb mine carts were not near her upper threshold to her musclebrain.

"Mr. Gavrilov," she started before she paused. She took a breath to let the day's earlier irritation go. "Ilya, this is a test in the Danger Room. Things will break. I prefer them to be the parts of the test rather than you."

She waved her hand toward the broken panel. It pressed more firmly into the floor and melted back into it. The censors located around the room would give her feedback later on how hard this young man had pushed. "You are not now nor have you ever been stupid. Naive and eager to please, certainly. But not unintelligent. You are no more destructive than I am."

She heard most of Ilya's thoughts. He had not quite gone through the telepathic discipline to shield them properly. Another thing to add to his curriculum particularly as he was a telepath. She reached into a pocket and pulled out a quarter. She flipped it on the ground where it hit with a metallic plink and a roll before settling a foot or so away from them. "Now, pick that coin up with your powers."

She put up telekinetic shields around herself to protect from any backlash.