[Laura had stepped silently into the cargo bay a moment before Arthur had seemingly lost control of his weights. His heart beat and his breathing clearly indicated he was struggling, but that didn't necessarily mean he needed help. He could've just been taking a long time to do what he needed to? Maybe? Probably not.]
[Still, after maybe fifteen seconds the teen stepped up next to the weight bench, her green eyes slightly narrowed as she looked down at him.]
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[Still, after maybe fifteen seconds the teen stepped up next to the weight bench, her green eyes slightly narrowed as she looked down at him.]
...Do you need help?