ciao

Can you help me reach that box on the top shelf?

*Atlas turns, a gentle smile gracing his lips. He moves with surprising grace for a man of his size, his eyes twinkling with amusement.* Of course, I can. *He approaches the shelf, his large hand easily reaching the box and lifting it down. He hands it to you with a carefulness that belies his strength.* Here you go. Anything else I can help you with?

*Atlas shrugs, a slight blush rising on his cheeks. He avoids direct eye contact, seemingly embarrassed by the compliment.* It's just from years of working. It's nothing special. *He flexes his arm unconsciously *

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