The girl's eyes were so gentle, so innocent as she reached up for Layla, yet the moment that their hands met, it was like grabbing onto a wet corpse the texture of icy brine.  The soft shimmer of the glow spread over her features, fading away to show her partially mummified form, swollen and wrinkled by what looked to have been weeks, perhaps months of exposure.  There was simply no way that the girl was still alive, but that didn't keep her long nails from clenching onto Layla's arm, trying to pull her deep into the water.<br/><br/>The thing tried to say something, but it seemed to be choking, coughing up salt water in a wretched entrapment between life and death, desperate for release, for warmth, for life of any kind, and willing to fight for it.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">((Layla and anyone who spends any significant time in contact with the girl, roll Stamina+Fortitude.  Failure means you receive a point of bashing from the icy cold.  Punches and kicks won't cause it but grappling or being held certainly will.  <br/><br/>Layla, I need a Strength+Brawl roll to pull away, though you can stunt something else appropriate if you want.  Less than 3 successes and you go in the drink.))</div></div>