[ Ray is still on the shore, hacking up frigid water and rubbing himself all over with his one good hand just to keep his limbs and joints from locking up completely, when he hears Archer's voice-- at first he thinks he's imagining it, ears still ringing from going from the freezing lake right into the equally freezing air, but then he sees him there, thrashing around in the broken ice. ]
Hang on!
[ He shouts back over the wind and distance, looking around for a way to reach Archer that won't drag Ray back in there with him. Biting at his lip, Ray grabs a tree branch to anchor himself to shore, leaning his knee back out onto the ice (it's already gone almost entirely numb anyway) and reaching for Archer with his prosthetic hand. ]
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Hang on!
[ He shouts back over the wind and distance, looking around for a way to reach Archer that won't drag Ray back in there with him. Biting at his lip, Ray grabs a tree branch to anchor himself to shore, leaning his knee back out onto the ice (it's already gone almost entirely numb anyway) and reaching for Archer with his prosthetic hand. ]
C'mon, grab it and I'll pull you out!