"If you're down for it, yeah." It prompts a slight smile, tempered by the fact that they're currently trying to crawl their way through a literal hellscape that seems entirely devoted to unsettling them right down to their core. "Gracias, amigo."

She turns back to the rusted metal panel where it's fused to what looks like flesh, wrapping her fingers around the top and bracing back against her own weight. "Here - you grab the bottom, I'll get the top."