Aerin gave a bit of a shrug at that answer, seemingly less thrilled a little about it. He started to show a bit of a struggle with the weight as Atticus tested it, he might have been able to lift the desk fully himself if it wasn't too big for it, but not much more than that. It was a little strange considering his build, he definitely didn't have the most defined muscles or anything. 

Following Atticus' lead, he'd help bring up the boxes one or two at a time depending on if one happened to be light or smaller. He made sure not to do anything risky though since it wasn't his stuff, and fortunately there were no incidents of him tripping with them as a result. He'd move them into the room as well, but obviously leave the unpacking to Atticus. 

“Are you familiar with the area at all?” He started, changing the topic, “I rather enjoy the food around here, though I've been told my tastes are not to be trusted sometimes. Apparently I think everything tastes good. I might not be the best guide around since I don't get out very much, but I know where all the necessities are.”