They only mean to pinch our toes in warning to keep us from stepping on them, nothing more.

[ Edward asks for a bucket and once it appears, he holds it out for her. ]

We'll save as many as we can. But first, hold still.

[ Uncaring of the water soaking into his pant legs rolled up to his knees, Edward crouches down at her side. His boots are thrown onto the beach as he begins to gather up as much of her skirt as he can, wringing out the water and pulling it up just above her knees to try and knot.

She won't be so dragged down by her skirts this way. ]