August: I...jesus fucking christ did you pretend to leave?
He's still got tears streaming down his face, and he sniffles loudly
"Yeah.."
August: Oh...
He wipes his nose on his sleeve, still curled up in a ball
"Need a hug..?"
August: No...
He wipes his tears away
August: ...you...you probably should go...
"No! I'm not going!"
August looks in Kat's general direction
August: ...why not?
"Cause...I don't want you to cry.."
August: oh...well...I-it doesn't matter if I cry...
"TO ME IT DOES!"
