"Eva, I don't want you freezing to death," Jim said, sighing a little. Still keeping an arm around her, he led her out of the water and wrapped her school robe around her, hoping that that would warm her up a bit. He felt a little chilly himself, but he was better off than Evaine. Maybe he didn't get as cold as easily? Or maybe it was his werewolf genes. He didn't know. "Come on, let's head back and get you warmed up. At the very least, you'll get a cold if we stay out here any longer."