Her whole body reacted without her brain's permission, rushing over to him in a flurry, her hands skating over every inch of him - trying to find the pain, find the pain and take it from him.  She  had ached, knowing he was in agony. Desperately the invisible string tugged her hands to his skin, caressing it softly, she knew it would help him, as his touch had done for her previously. All she had left, all she could cling to was the fact that it was in her own time that she could tell him about the bond. The feeling of emptiness would suffocate her, the invisible string would be taut, tugging her towards him forever more if she did nothing. 