It's easier with someone giving him orders and Ephemera almost shifts completely into that mindset, but--

"No. Switch. Try to hold her steady."

He's stronger. He'll be more effective with the chest compressions.

It takes time. Ephemera wonders if they're too late, if his sister was under too long. She could be braindead already, water sunk in her lungs, her skull broken--

She coughs.

Ephemera nearly screams in relief. She's breathing. Oh, thank fuck.