Andrew watches her, his view upside-down as he points his eye stalk what would be straight upward were he not on his side at the moment. Perhaps Daleks do have a way of righting themselves, but what it is he has no idea at the moment.

He flails a little inside the casing, then belatedly engages his thrusters when her pushing makes him slide. The initial burst is too much, jolting him and threatening to send him flying into her, but after a moment of cutting power entirely he comes back with just enough to steady himself while she pushes. "This can't be how they have to do it," he grumbles. "Mind you, next time I run into any, I'm shoving them over."

This time when he nears upright, he'll levitate carefully into the open air above the balls, wobbling only very slightly as he gets the hang of it.