[Carolina sits back a little, watching York work, on the verge of laughing almost the entire time. Jeez, York, where'd those logical thinking processes go? She rubs a hand over her mouth, doing her best to not look like she's laughing at him. ]
Having some trouble?
[Not that her help would be much at this point. She reaches over for one of the poles, leaning against him in the process. Oops.]
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Having some trouble?
[Not that her help would be much at this point. She reaches over for one of the poles, leaning against him in the process. Oops.]