[He listens intently, nodding some to show that he's understood as well as... well, shake the nervous jitters. He could do this! It was just a matter of lifting and carrying, nothing he hadn't already done almsot every day of his life!
It'd be fine. Right?]
I won't drop you, promise. I'll bet my life on it, even. [He takes a moment to look over his hands. They're clean, but just to be on the safe side he rubs them against his jeans.] Alright. Uhm... here goes.
[Nervous, he reaches down to grab the handles. Lifting is happening.]