That confirms her suspicions about something purposefully suppressing him, but it doesn't give her any information she could use to locate him. And the worse he's getting in front of her, the more her focus is consumed by the need to help him right here.

She can tell his mind's grip on the dream is weakening as all of it is concentrated on resisting... being pulled away? apart? She doesn't understand the feeling at all, but that doesn't matter at the moment. What she does understand is the despair with which he is fighting it, and what's important is to help him stop it, or at least slow it down until a solution could be found. Placing a hand on his arm, she offers, "Hold onto me," and expands her influence into the pain and exhaustion, forming an anchor of untempered power.