"I... honestly think I would fail at any form of creative expression." She said, grinning up at him as he ducked his head. "So just be glad to know me this way. If I had a paintbrush in my hand, we wouldn't get to play with tanks on a battle field." She teased back.

And his two choices of carry her or piggy back her made her brow raise. "I didn't think you would actually drop me, but if we did have to fall, I might be able to stop it for both of us." She said instead, and rubbed a finger over her cheek, glancing out at the area around them. "For some reason, you either piggybacking me or carrying me seems more strenuous to you than anything else."