Hanna had moved forward to offer the other girl a hand up, keeping her own footing stable as she did so, making sure she hadn't actually inhaled any water.

She blinked, brow furrowing a little, looking lost. She did have a sense of humor, but jokes like that tended to go over her head even still, "Even with the snowmelt the river is far too warm for hypothermia." She said, "And we're too far south to have much of a risk of that except in the winter, and even then it's not much of one."

Or it wouldn't be for her, she was hardier than most, she'd been designed that way.