Heather's words make Cissnei feel a touch better about how..how honest to god scared she is right now. As a Turk she had learned to ignore fear and not let it get to her but this was something unlike anything she had ever dealt with before. No matter what she tried to do the fear just clung to her mind and it wouldn't let go.

Which is why she can't help but stiffen slightly when Heather moves.

Her Pokemon are all watching sharply, just in case, none of them absolutely sure this isn't some sort of trick. But it's a genuine offer and Heather's not being pushy, is giving Cissnei a choice..

Slowly the young woman slides her boots forward in the direct, unfolding from her seated position and reaches out to take the offered hand.

"I think it's worth a shot," she murmured, managing a faint smile as she climbs to her feet with Heather's help.