"Hey, hey, it's okay," Chuck says, though he doesn't really know if that's the case. She said she was dreaming, which means that's hopefully all that's responsible for the state she's currently in, but that isn't much of a description. It's the best he can do, though, for the moment, shifting a little so he can twist and try to face her in the darkness, one hand resting gently, questioningly against her shoulder, ready to pull away if she doesn't want to be touched right now.

"You're here now, alright?"