He might be her height, maybe half an inch taller if they really sat and measured but he was pure muscle and he's already put a foot through a stair on the way down. His right leg was bleeding from the scrap but he didn't even seem to notice.

When Jo tossed the bag he shifted to catch it. "Got it!" He called back turning to carry it out. He didn't answer Kate since he wasn't sure what to reply with but he was carrying all he could grab along the way so he could pile it in the street away from the water.

The kitchen had quite a bit, Thorfinn and Jo both gather and work on their projects. Some of the soap sitting on the back porch was already ruined. Left to dry through the day, ruined by a flood.