She didn't quite expect to be yoinked up off the ground. He can pick her up with one hand even when she's normal-sized, and in THIS state, she's light enough that he could probably toss her across the room with a flick of the wrist if he wanted to.

It's with this instinctive knowledge in mind that she allows herself to be plopped down on his knee, eyes wide and circular again.

"... How. How is it okay."