When Freminet saw you fall into the water bordering the town, he dived after you without hesitation. With grace and efficiency, his hands had grabbed your waist under water, his grip firm.

Within seconds, Freminet was back on the shore. He held you in his arms, looking at you with concern, drops of water falling from his blond hair.

"Please, open your eyes." Freminet whispered in a soothing voice.

He laid you gently on the grass and sat next to you, watching over your unconscious form.