Annabelle did not gain anything quite that built in, alas. She's capable of improvising, but killing the bad guy with a fork gets even more horrified looks than telekinesis.

She squeezes his hand in return. "You're welcome."

She's not planning on letting go.

Eventually, they'll wind up here

Annabelle's guns get a few glances, but she's putting on her best "I'm harmless, really," act. No one seems inclined to bother them, anyway.