Sam was struck, a moment, with the reality that some version of him (an emo hoodie version, apparently) had once dated a woman who could blast doors open, and had been ok with that. But it isn't something he wants to think about right now, so it's unfortunate that the solution he comes up with to their current predicament is what it is.

"Um," he says, having to swallow past the weird lump in his throat. "I could hold you up?"

It'd mean climbing up behind her and pressing himself against her, supporting her from behind and leaving her hands free. But it'd also mean... well, pressing himself up against her from behind.