The word clumsy seemed to pop into mind but it immediately left as he realised she was in distress. He wouldn't have minded her spitting and cleaning his cut, but as it was she wanted to do things properly. Promptly rushing into action Christopher leapt up and sped to the lake, jumping in after her. It did not even cross his mind to attempt and reach out a hand from the safety of the dry bank.
He had learnt to swim in a lake similar to the one Thérèse found herself emerged in so the situation did not phase him. As soon as he resurfaced he took a gasping breath, beginning to stroke towards her. How she had travelled so far in such a drop he had no idea! He grabbed hold of her, though she was weighted by her gown, and began to kick away water as he manouvered her backwards. It seemed that even the simplest of things - shown first by her wanting to kiss him - could not go without some form of hiccup.