It follows after her, fingers crossed so tight it might break them off.
(No it definitely didn't take me nearly a week to notice a typo)

It's bright above the surface of the water. Ink's spiral eyes squint against it. It looks back at Iris. Hopefully, it's a reverse of its own situation. Hopefully she has a way to breathe like it does here. It would prefer not to have her choking the whole way along. "You ready?"

With that, it snatched her frigid hand in its own and started off again, tugging her with it.

Ink nodded as if they could see it and turned back to Iris. “That’s settled. On we go?”

It smiled. "Okay." It tugged on its comm. "Hear that, guys? I am officially supervised!"