Not many people are strong enough to carry her weight, in all fairness. Safronov has the self-awareness to know this.

She accepts the branch offered to her and leans on it. Adjusting the bag at her side, the strap slides off her shoulder and catches in her hand, so Saf can hand it over to Alphys. It might be heavier than expected.

"Here. Hook these up to your system over there. Need to run some diagnostics before I start."

Something her successor should have done, before diving right in and got herself in this mess.