Percival felt a bit relived when she coughed out the water, but he still wrapped his arms around her, not wanting to let his guard down yet.
He melted as soon as he heard her sobbing. Seeing how scared she was pained him deeply. Octavia was so fragile right now, unlike her usual self. Her body and attire were all wet and messy,almost reminding him of a kitten caught in the rain.
He sighed with relief. She is breathing,her flesh is warm. Octavia still alive, in his arms.
Percival notices that her body was shaking,still frightened from the recent events.
He caressed her by kissing her pretty forehead, hoping to calm her down.