... I'd offer to help, but I'm not that good at these kinds of things. [Also you wouldn't want her to help, anyway - she'd be terrible, terrible at it and just make more work for her, ultimately]
[Still, though, she does manage a small smile looking at Elsa. Yeah, maybe not her first choice in terms of 'needing help', but now that she's been in Elsa's company, she can hardly complain about it. In fact, she's far more grateful than she'll ever be able to say, she thinks.]