"I can accept help-" she starts snarkily, but being picked up suddenly cuts that train of thought off, and she muffles a yelp in surprise. The bastard did that on purpose. Still, it's good being off the knee, and being carried is only... moderately embarrassing. Moderate-to-high.

"Okay- okay, point taken."

She tries to take some of her own weight, holding herself up by his shoulders.

"What do you mean? I tripped on some stairs. I'm not telling Watson you did shit."