it was around noon or so, you've been working almost all afternoon that the sun had already begun to set. training had worn you out enough, the crates you were carrying weren't making it any easier.

the crate in your grasp was hefty, your skin was irritated, and you were on the verge of collapsing from exhaustion. until a tall, strange individual offered assistance, his smile friendly and his eyes nonthreatening. "w-would you like any help with that?" he asked, tone quiet and kind.