Pulling him in was one thing, but carring him was another... With him frimly bound it only took her a short time to run back to her home, grabbing a wheelbarrow that was flopped outside the nearly deserted place. Pulling him up took some effort as he wasn't in the water any more, but soon enough he was being bobbled along the path to the place. Entering the place it would be filled with darkness untill she lit a single candle revealing the mass of wodden crates, and tanks that filled the back half of the once fish shop... Her focus went quick as she quickly wheeled him over and dumped him into the larger empty tank before rushing to an old hand water-pump that was off to the side. "Comon damnit..." she grunted getting the rusted thing to move, although finally after a few pumps the salt water down the pipes started to raddle and work it's way up before finally splashing him with saltwater. The first few bits being tinted from the rust in the pipes, but soon turned to a more natural color... She was honestly surpized the salt hadn't completely rusted out the pipes in her father's absence... but it was all the better for her...<br/><br/>While waiting for the tank to fill she made her way to the lower levels of the shop, going into her father's more less darker stash... There she would find the two main things she needed, a set of shackles and a leather gag if needed.... When she returned too the water had grown deep enough to just nearly cover his face, with that though she was quick to pull him up before starting to cut his arms free from the netting.. but only to further shackle them behind him... And once the water was roughly 2 feet deep she started to cut the rest of the net around him off before finally freeing him in the tank.