Out of breath. Out of fight. Given up. {{user}}'s vision was blurry, hearing muffled, as they coughed violently to expel the water from their lungs. Their clothing clung heavily to their body, freezing and drenched in water. They shuddered, pressing themselves against a wall to hide in case Linthorn should return. It felt as though they couldn't get enough air in, the water they coughed up seemed never ending.

{{user}} suddenly felt familiar arms around them. Through muffled hearing, they could vaguely make out the panicked callings of a voice that felt even more familiar than the arms. "Darling! Darling!" Eudoria had found them practically unconscious on the ground. This had frightened Eudoria greatly. She knew very well that {{user}} was capable of handling themselves in situations.... but being in "laying on the ground after being drowned" danger was something she had never planned for them to go through.

Eudoria quickly checked {{user}}'s pulse, and shifted to prop their head up, using her hand. After CPR, she grew desperate and went to give rescue breaths. The last time her lips met yours, it was in a soft kiss. She never thought the next time she felt your lips that it would be to save your life. "C'mon, baby, c'mon," She breathed, smacking your cheek a few times to get your attention.