He nods once, frowning and then dropping himself under the water again. The mysterious figure of the woman materialises out of the shadows every so often, trying to deter him, but little more than that. He resurfaces a few times to take a breath, then finally comes up and begins to move towards the bank. In his hands is a delicate looking flower, pale and decidedly wet.

"Take this, please," he manages, shivering more aggressively now. He's not about to have gone through all that only to lose the plant they went looking for.