[She frowns for a moment, in concentration, rather than displeasure, putting more force of will behind her encapsulating bubble of chill to compensate for the balmy warmth. Then she follows him through, unlacing her shoes and stuffing her socks in them by the door, rolling up her pantscuffs a little and then wading into the shallows. She stands there, waves foaming slightly around her shins, very still.

She's stalling, because she thinks no one will make her face this more - effectively, than Zane, even the ugly parts. But she's doing this to confront it. She told Arthas to break her neck without any hesitation. Cowardice now does not become her.]

It comes with powers.