[ Oh, don't worry, Kisara. Peter would never turn down help. He's usually the overbearing one, so her willingness to help makes him sigh with relief. ]

Oh, thank god. [ He laughs, a little embarrassed. ] I am not a physical labor kind of guy. All my 'strength' comes in the form of wise-cracks and pistol-whips, and maybe in helping people even when it's a little above my paygrade.

[ He's sweating and breathing hard, so he isn't surprised to see that she's stronger than him. Relieved, if anything. He would have hated to ask for help from someone who was just as weak as he was. But he's used to Gamora running circles around him, he'd never assume otherwise. ]

They didn't look nearly as heavy when I first offered to help with 'em... But man, my shoulders started hurting after like three steps!