Barbara tried to put a bit of weight on her legs but fell forward, managing to catch herself, her legs buckled under the weight, and she held onto Heart literally for dear life. "I've been in a wheelchair for the better part of a decade," she frowned, hating this helpless feeling. "It's a bit awkward for me to ask this of a stranger, but carrying may be the only option."

"Believe me, I'm from a place where most people wouldn't even stop to help, so this is greatly appreciated." He'd said humans. Did that mean he wasn't human himself? She'd mull over that later. She knew and was on a first name basis with quite a few aliens, it wouldn't really be anything new...