That does earn a slightly disapproving look.

"I'm not gonna go all Romero on you, can this wait until I'm on dry land again?"

She doesn't wait for a response before she hauls herself up to try and grab the scaffolding below the catwalk. Dead and waterlogged or no, slayer strength still heaves her well out of the water, and she's able to grab the bottom edge. And then hesitates and glances back.

"...Damn. Uh, can you... still leave the water, or are you stuck?"