[He was making a motion forward already, just from seeing the way you were crying there. But he stops now, reminded in a rather horrible way that this is a memory and he can do nothing about it, as Eobard pushes his hand through your chest... You weren't kidding about the creep factor, huh.
Of course, that's as far as that particular memory can go, so the vision ends, leaving him standing there next to you, a fading feather in one hand.]