There's a part of Carolina that bristles, assumes that she's being patronized somehow by the woman's words... but it's a momentary thing, something that passes quickly. People here aren't here to compete, they're here to help. Saving the galaxy from evil.

So she reaches up, taking the hand and pulling herself up - and then having to look down at the smaller woman.

"It's definitely taking some getting used to," Carolina acknowledges after a moment. She takes the moment to really look her over - the arm, the ears - before accepting it as somehow alien. "Don't have anything like this back home."