Amakusa took the nails out of his mouth, putting them down for a second. He looked over at her with that usual smirk on his face. Damn, he was helping out an she was just sitting there? He almost wanted to say something, but he should know better than to expect some heavy lifting from miss priss herself.

He takes off his hat, reaching up and wiping his forehead with the back of his hand, "yeah I haven't worked this hard in forever. Even being on the battlefield is more of a breeze than this. Physical labor like this just isn't my thing... can't I slack off a little? Maybe you can get me something to drink?"