The whimper makes him tense up, but still he resists breaking in on her.

"Melanie, please," he says softly. "It's all right. I'm all right. It was just a dream."

He feels a pang of anxiety at that admission - he had a dream, a personal dream, a nightmare. And she had to get dragged into it. He's not sure if it was a random coincidence or if the Rift has done this by design, but there's no time to wonder about it now.

"Tell me what's wrong," he begs her. "Let me help you."