At least he'd stopped tossing and turning, and that was something. But it was clear that whatever he was dreaming about was still taking quite the toll. It broke her heart to see him so affected. Maybe it would be best to try to bring him out of it, she thought, as she ever so gently nudged his shoulder, a little louder as she urged him - "Come on, come back to me. It's just a dream, it can't hurt you, I promise."