[There is the utmost hesitation when Kisa backs up and he puts his hands on her waist. He really doesn't want to throw her in the harbor, regardless of what he had done the last month.]

The water is going to be frigid. When you hit the water, your body is going to try to make you inhale as a reflex from the shock. Force yourself to breathe out instead.

I'll get you out as soon as you're in. On three.

[His grip tightens. He exhales himself, soft and deliberate.] One... Two... Three. [He pushes up with his legs, pushes up with his arms and shoulders, and hefts her up and over the dock toward the water.]