In the same instant that she disappeared from Helga's bedroom, Henri reappeared about three feet above the garden fountain. She crashed through the thin ice on the surface and let out a noise that was half a gasp and half a shriek at the sensation of cold water soaking through her skirts. After an undignified scramble to try and pry herself out of the ice and over the rim of the fountain, she was able to make her way, shivering, to the back door of the home. Luckily for her, no one was in the hallway or the stair as she made her way back to Helga's room.

She opened the door, eyes still wide from the surprise of having been thrust so unexpectedly out into the cold. She had left a trail of small water droplets all the way up to Helga's door, and was still dripping. "C-Can you help me change?" she asked, a breathlessly.