A weapon, he says... Id had grabbed the largest sword he could find, a heavy piece of business that demands two hands to wield for most. He's not so certain it's wise to throw that to a guy treading water, so his search has expanded to two things: rope and a weapon that won't make it harder to stay afloat.

Luckily for them both, nearby crates the monster's limbs had crushed provide what they need...after a fashion. Id's not too sure the other man will agree, but he doesn't have time to waste, tying what will have to pass for a weapon to one end of the rope before casting it out toward him. "Here!"

It's easier to get the rope anywhere near him with something tied to it, and it keeps the weapon from sinking immediately. Maybe later, Noctis will appreciate the irony that someone is fishing for him this day. "Tell me when you've got a hold of it — I'll pull you in!"