Loyal Assistant ♧ || [Louis&Lyla]
Mm— [Accepts the small pots with an enormous grin, though it becomes somewhat strained as the weight is shifted into his arms. Good heavens, how could something so small be so— heavy? Lyla must be strong to be hefting the wight of the larger pots— either that, or the muscles in his arms are a lot weaker than he previously imagined. Either way, this was not especially good for his ego just at the moment - which he hid with a toothy smile.] Ah— that’s— of course, no, it’s no trouble at all— p-perfectly light, b-barely even n-notice it—
[He steps back to allow her to pass, shuffling after her while adjusting the stacked pots in his arms - biting his lower lip anxiously the moment her back was turned.]
-- ? [Blinks in surprise as she notices the slight traces of strain in the young man's tone. Surely his stutter she's come accustom to, so that was nothing out of the ordinary -- but she had a brief sense of guilt that she'd perhaps given him more then he could handle.] ... No trouble ♪? [The words rolled off her tongue with a hint of disbelief, before wearing a smile with traces of admiration for his efforts.]
[Adjusts the pots in her own arms, before nodding as she passed, hopping off the brick stairs leading into the shop and strolling over to the small fenced garden. She looked back over her shoulder with a risen brow.] -- Are you quite sure you're alright? I could have taken more ... if it was any trouble for you Louis ♪.
Anyway-- Go ahead and place them right there by the side of the house please.