(voryn sees down as far as a black spot whose shape is decidedly that of a man. when sebastian is a few metres from the clear water's surface he quickly takes a knee, unmindful of his robes and the risk of getting them wet. their hands are joined, and sebastian's momentum is used to pull him from the water to his feet.)

Come, (he urges. removing himself only to take a place at sebastian's side to more easily take hold of his biceps, voryn demonstrates uncommon chivalry. if he should have difficulty taking himself to the fire, then the chimer will help him do so.)

You were down there for some time... I thought you must have surely drowned.

(not fond of swimming, he has never once thought to test himself or others on how long they are able to hold their breath. there are spells for that.)

Are you well? Take my cloak, it is warm and it will help to protect your chest.