Christopher was actually helping her, though whether she realised it was quite debatable. He managed to grasp hold of the rocks of the bank, tugging himself up and immediately following through and pulling Thérèse onto the safety of land. He hoped she had not swallowed water, for he himself began to cough. Though he could swim he could not seal himself from swallowing water.
Soaking wet with his shirt sticking to his skin he tugged on her clothes to bring her the last of the way, before he collapsed himself on the bank, his foot slipping from beneath him making him land harshly on his behind. "Ow..." he grumbled, hoping he would not push her back in the water but she was secure for now. "Are you alright?" he asked, beginning to laugh at the situation.