Rodolphus darts after Balthier pretty quickly for a guy his size, but not nearly quick enough. His hand closes on the railing, then goes for his wand. No one would ever accuse him of being a humanitarian but he's pretty sure they need Balthier, and he has no special desire to see the man torn to pieces by a bunch of fucking eels.
Nothing happens.
... welp.
He inexpertly knifes an eel as he scrabbles away from the side of the boat, which just kind of makes it angry. He has spent approximately zero time ever stabbing things by hand, and it shows. But flinching and withdrawing is not only impractical, it is not in his nature (Bellatrix is not here, after all, har har). Chopping the head off the eel vaguely reminds him of potions class, and if they survive this, he hopes some specimens remain on board for further experimentation. Perhaps more importantly, he grabs the lifesaver with the attached rope and returns to the railing in hopes of seeing Balthier bob to the surface, at which point he would attempt to throw the damn thing to him. Selective optimism, it's great.
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Nothing happens.
... welp.
He inexpertly knifes an eel as he scrabbles away from the side of the boat, which just kind of makes it angry. He has spent approximately zero time ever stabbing things by hand, and it shows. But flinching and withdrawing is not only impractical, it is not in his nature (Bellatrix is not here, after all, har har). Chopping the head off the eel vaguely reminds him of potions class, and if they survive this, he hopes some specimens remain on board for further experimentation. Perhaps more importantly, he grabs the lifesaver with the attached rope and returns to the railing in hopes of seeing Balthier bob to the surface, at which point he would attempt to throw the damn thing to him. Selective optimism, it's great.