As much as she appreciates the kind gesture, there's a part of her that sincerely wishes that nobody had witnessed such a wipe out. It's her first mission as a member of the Diplomatic Council (nevermind that it's the first mission for the council, period) and this is not how she intended on making a first impression.

But nothing can be done about that now and slowly she picks herself up off of the ground, accepting his offer of help with a muddy hand of her own, and a small, apologetic smile.

"My thanks, how embarrassing." At least the wagon is unstuck. She climbs to her feet and shakes off the parka, "It appears I'm not yet used to the weather on this planet."