[ The fluctuation in her smile is slight, but not absent. Can she move this cargo back on her own? Possibly. Probably, but not as easily or quickly as she would like, should she need to make a hasty retreat. How conveniently effective an obstacle he's proposing, and how complicated to avoid . ]

Ah, but how many men would say 'only a little wine,' and 'only a little more,' until they have had so much they could not lift a twig? And where would I be then? [ She tsks, seemingly unconvinced, and bends down to give an ineffectual tug on the corner of the box as if to demonstrate. ] Wishing there were two of me to lift this, I think. Would you leave a lady to such a fate?