[ Vanessa nods when Clara mentions something under the ice, though she has yet to look down to try and appraise its physical size. Her gaze stays on Clara, watching for any subtle tremble that might send her falling again. Keeping her feet wedged in the snow, Vanessa stretches out both hands as far as she dares without losing her balance, and the strain to her stare relaxes a touch once one of Clara's hand grabs hold of hers.
It's when the woman's nearly to safety that another bump on the ice sends a tremor even to the edges. As soon as Clara's boot slips, Vanessa grabs with her other hand and yanks to grab her close, but the momentum sends them tumbling back into the snowbank with a frozen flurry.
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It's when the woman's nearly to safety that another bump on the ice sends a tremor even to the edges. As soon as Clara's boot slips, Vanessa grabs with her other hand and yanks to grab her close, but the momentum sends them tumbling back into the snowbank with a frozen flurry.
At least they're off the lake. ]