[He had been completely distracted by literally nothing, and hearing Aerith come out of nowhere catches him by surprise. Completely stopping in his tracks when he spots the woman adjacent to him. His eyes fluttering open from his meditative state as he makes eye contact with her. His head tilted to the side in surprise, since he rarely got offered help. Not because people didn't want to help him, but mainly because he knew his own strength, and this was honestly nothing.]

Oh... Yes, for the most part. I work on the farmland back in my world, so I am used to carrying sacks of flour, pushing cows...

[It's almost hilarious to think of him as a farmer. Considering his look, suit and tie, with a cloak on top of his clothes? You wouldn't expect it. Still, he knew the work quite well, and was content to help, even though he didn't have to really help. It seems like the workmen on the fields are appreciative of it.]

Perhaps you could help me with a crate when I am finished here?