She's down on her knees swiftly when he sinks back into the water, eyeing him carefully for his reaction and behavior. That kind of response to moving wouldn't do, she needed him healing and not hurting.

"What fun would there be in that?" She answers him after a few moments. "You earned the discovery, and my trust."

She turns to the side for a moment, grabbing some of the pain medication that the vet had left for him and picking out exactly how many he would need to take. When she turns back, she slips a hand under the water to offer him the medicine. If he's in pain again, he needs it.