"That is a lot of stuff!" Prompto remarked, based on the merits of the sheer size of the box alone, laughing a little (geez, dude, don't overdo it or anything, though!), and he stepped back into the room, holding open the door and gesturing her in. "What kind of stuff is it?"

And then he thought better of it a second later, realizing maybe he should offer to help with that stuff. "Here," he said, holding out his arms. "I can get it. Is it heavy?"

Maybe he should have asked that part first.