[Thank goodness. Warsman waits patiently for her to retrieve her things from the bag before picking it up and carefully hitching it up onto his own shoulder with more considered care than he showed the cardboard boxes.]
That's fine. [If you wouldn't mind. He nods briefly, softening his eyes in what he hopes is enough of a smile to put her mind at ease.] It's really not all that heavy for me.
[Hopefully that doesn't just sound like a brag. He steers the lot towards the building and nudges the door open with his foot, carefully positioning the suitcase and first overnight bag against the wall before debating whether or not he should set the second down too or stand and wait for her like a regimental soldier with a backpack. She'll need help getting things up the stairs if everything is in order, though, so...?]
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That's fine. [If you wouldn't mind. He nods briefly, softening his eyes in what he hopes is enough of a smile to put her mind at ease.] It's really not all that heavy for me.
[Hopefully that doesn't just sound like a brag. He steers the lot towards the building and nudges the door open with his foot, carefully positioning the suitcase and first overnight bag against the wall before debating whether or not he should set the second down too or stand and wait for her like a regimental soldier with a backpack. She'll need help getting things up the stairs if everything is in order, though, so...?]