"Cope!" she called out again, echoing the way he'd called out to her. "I...I can't, Cope. A...a grindylow..." On that last word, a tiny amount of water splashed into her mouth, and she coughed and spit it right back out. She shoved her wand down into water then, hoping it was aimed to where she imagined the grindylow to be. She certainly wasn't in any position to turn and glance down to check her aim or anything like that. "Relashio!" she called out. She jerked her wand out of the water, fearful that the creature would latch on to it, too, and stretched a bit further so she could try and reach Cope's hand. With a final tug, her hand was able to grip just one of his fingers, but at least she'd reached him.