She hurries toward him as well, partly to prevent him from hurting himself and partly because the broken way he says her name is enough to make her desperate to hold him.

She walks into his arms without hesitation, holding him close and stroking his hair soothingly, tears burning in her eyes. When he died, she died, so it's only too easy to imagine what he's going through right now. It's clear enough that he'd started to think she wasn't coming back, and she knows damn well how she would be feeling in a similar situation, since well... she's already been through it.

"That's right, I'm here now."