She lets him tug himself away from her, not holding on but still poised in case he looks about to fall over. When she hears what this is about some of her confusion clears, only to be replaced with a different kind of concern.

"That's what this is for?" Rae says, blinking in mild surprise. She had thought he had already given up on those aspirations - bending reality to his whim with his writing, with all the dangers that brings - but they are clearly still important to him. "Are you sure you can't? You're... still in the middle of the ritual, right? You could still try, if you wanted..."

She suggests it to be supportive of her upset friend, but her tone betrays her lack of enthusiasm for the idea.