Did he just underestimate how heavy this would be, or did he completely overestimate how much he can lift? Either way, this is so embarrassing, and while Jeff's grateful for the assist, all he can do is meet that unimpressed look and pull an exaggerated one of his own.

That's how you look right now, Steve!

Jeff sits up, his arms feeling like they're both rubbery and on fire at the same time.

"Yeah, well, if I kill myself, I'll just come back," he points out lightly, before making an... attempt at flexing. "Maybe I'll actually come back with some muscle, who knows."

Fat chance.