That brief glimpse of wariness tells Daisy just as much as the warmth that chases it. Instinct warring with base nature, perhaps, or too many experiences leading to such wariness of strangers. Whatever the reason, she tries her best to appear open and friendly, slipping into one of the masks she'd learned to wear while working with SHIELD. Her own tiredness is impossible to disguise, but she steadfastly ignores it.

Without hesitation, she grabs the end of the plank and hoists it up to her own shoulder, taking as much of its weight as he'll allow. She's stronger than she looks, and there's only a little strain in her voice as she assures him, "I've got it. Just lead the way."