[ Molly doesn't even hesitate to run into the water after her, straight out and winding his arms around her waist. He's shaking, and it has nothing to do with how cold the water is. ]

Yasha, please. I have... I have never asked where you go, I've never asked you not to go. Please.

[ He reaches up to cup her face with wet hands. ]

This isn't real, Yasha. We all have people we care about telling us to come to them. Jester begs me all the time. Nott... Nott nearly killed herself.

[ Something in the tiefling's voice cracks, and he leans his head to her chest. ]

This is just going to drown you. How would you come back to me from the bottom of the sea?