Jerry climbs to his feet, using the nearby wall instead of Yotsuba's hand. Still, there can't be much harm in carrying one up with him, can there? Especially since it doesn't seem to mind being carried, as long as it gets to lick him every so often; its tail thumps against his chest.

"Affectionate little fellows, aren't they?" He takes her hand if she's still offering it, not for help, but a handshake. "And you are?"