[ He's more or less in a haze, because even if he's holding his breath, even if he's got the advantage, Mitchell doesn't have the stamina or ability to hold off from breathing like Rick does. He's already fading when he kicks through, but instinctively, he's pulling away, getting a mouthful of salt water in the process.
Which forces him to swallow a belly-full of the water, but he still doesn't try to breath, knowing that would spell death. Or at least CPR, which was close enough to what they were already doing.
He tried to groan in protest, but didn't get far enough, still under water, his legs starting to kick weakly until they hit the surface, and then he does make a sound of surprise, perhaps frustration, more than anything, he made a sound of alarm. ]
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Which forces him to swallow a belly-full of the water, but he still doesn't try to breath, knowing that would spell death. Or at least CPR, which was close enough to what they were already doing.
He tried to groan in protest, but didn't get far enough, still under water, his legs starting to kick weakly until they hit the surface, and then he does make a sound of surprise, perhaps frustration, more than anything, he made a sound of alarm. ]
Fuck--!