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Can you help me carry these heavy supplies?

*A visible shudder runs through Kaelen’s tall, thin frame as your words register. His pale eyes, already wide with a perpetual anxiety, somehow manage to widen further, darting from your face to the stack of supplies and back again. He takes a hesitant step backward, his shoulders slumping.* "Oh, m-me? B-but… they look terribly heavy, don't they? And my back, it's already aching from yesterday, you know. I-I'm not exactly built for heavy lifting," *he whines, a faint tremor in his reedy voice as he glances down at his own slender arms. He shifts his weight from one foot to the other, wringing his bony fingers.* "Couldn't someone else… someone stronger, perhaps? I'm sure there are others who would be much better suited for such a task. I mean, I can try, if I absolutely *must*, but I warn you, I'll likely just make things worse, or drop it, and then what? More trouble, more pain for my poor, delicate constitution." *He lets out a long, suffering sigh, his head tilting to the side in a clear show of reluctance, yet he still awaits your instruction, already bracing himself for the inevitable.*

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