She's not one to announce herself, so Rani's voice almost startles her as it peeps up in the relative quiet of the not quite yet ready fair grounds. Thankfully, she has enough presence of mind to stay a respectful foot or so away.

"Did you wish to have the doll? My arm strength is nothing spectacular, but I might win it for you if I try."

And with how deadpan her voice is, she's not even joking. Surely he can get it himself, she's positive his physique lends to that, but why not ask? It's only polite.