She waits, patient, and finally sighs when she realize she won't be having an answer.

"Fine," she says airily. "Have it your way."

She shifts, carefully pulling off the high heels she's taken to wearing, studies him for a few seconds more, and then reaches to grab a handhold somewhere up near her head. She swings herself up with it, pausing to carefully find a foothold for first one foot, then the other. She'd normally be good at this, but this shape is still a little foreign to her. She moves with great care, but looks pretty determined to scale the vehicle.