[Meek and timid are never words that one could use to describe Carolina. There are some colourful ones that would fit her quite well, but never that. She's never been the sort to balk at a challenge, and does tend to go head first right in to them, sometimes without even thinking. Hell, she's still likely to push herself past the breaking point to get something done, even if she might ask for a hand up when she passes out on the floor...
There is a look of surprise though as the helmet turns back to the woman, trying to figure out what she has done to the creature that seemed to want to make a snack of her. A part of her acknowledges that she should be going to see if it is dead or at least incapacitated, yet what if it isn't... She does move a little, although something still nips at her, anxiety still high.]
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There is a look of surprise though as the helmet turns back to the woman, trying to figure out what she has done to the creature that seemed to want to make a snack of her. A part of her acknowledges that she should be going to see if it is dead or at least incapacitated, yet what if it isn't... She does move a little, although something still nips at her, anxiety still high.]
I'm just-
[... she should leave.]
I'll help.
[Maybe.]