[Even though their DISMAL LUCK should really probably have them both nearly drowning, Oz can feel the softness of the shore beneath his foot within the next few seconds.]

Ah— we made it! [EXCELLENT. He'll ease himself backwards until he's off of the ice and on solid land again, keeping hold of Ada's hand and helping her as much or as little as she needs the rest of the way.

While doing so:] We're going to have to find you something warmer to wear, though. You'll catch a cold otherwise, and the weather back in the city isn't any better than the weather here.

[Even though ViViD's chill is technically fake, Oz still wonders if it'd be enough to cause pneumonia or something...]