Solona nods and tugs on the rope to help herself get up. She grips the sides of the boat but it rocks. Cullen stands and tries to balance the boat as best as he can but--

"Anders, as much as I would like to that we are skinny bitches," Solona says, teeth chattering, "I don't think we can fit on the boat." She lets go of the rope and splashes back into the water.

Cullen looks down at them with a worried expression. He wishes there were something else he could do.

"You could hold onto the rope and I can steer us to shore."