My husband...but God forbid such a tragedy.
At a moment like that,
you're not thinking who is or isn't saved...neither are you thinking one or the other. You're thinking, Oh God! And you gravitate towards the one with whom you are closest. The one to whom I am cleaved. Am I not fitly joined to my husband?
And something else comes into play here..."I took a vow, leaving father and mother; forsaking all others...cleaving unto one another...even unto death. How far would I swim to save him? Would I risk drowning to do so? The thought to hesitate doesn't enter in, (especially men - they don't hesitate to react); I'd just swim to save him.
However, God forbid such a tragedy...to ever happen.