[ There is, in the end, no winning with the sheer amount of boxes, he thinks. But the effort is admirable. He carefully nudges a stack a centimetre or so out of the middle of the walkway. ]

You must have been here a while to have so many things. If there's anything you're throwing away I can help you take them out. I'm stronger than I look.

[ He hovers awkwardly, very pointedly trying to avoid looking too closely at her possessions in case she sees it as an invasion of privacy. ]