She's glad to see him relax slowly, to palpably feel his fear turn into joy under her influence. "I'm happy to help," she replies, smiling at his gratitude. And it's incredibly true; still being able to help someone despite her limitations in this universe lifts her spirits like little else.

She continues to stroke his hair pensively, considering what he said about his dreams not being safe and the new attachment to her she can sense in him. "Would you like me to visit you here more often?" If the telepathic current wasn't too difficult to navigate without her full attention, she'd be perfectly willing to lend her calming influence to his mind every night he dreams here.