[It's true that he's sort of teasing her, but it has been nearly five years since the last time they've seen each other. Surely she's gained some strength in all that time. He doesn't expect her to be able to pick up as much as he can (very few can), but he's pretty sure she can get at least one or two sacks.

Right?

He looks over his shoulder again to watch her nearly topple under the weight of one sack and he sort of frowns. Are they really that heavy?]

There's plenty for others to help take these over to the town. But, the sooner we get this done, the sooner we can just spend time with each other. Besides, I want to know what you were doing before I showed up.