"Is he realllly sleepy?"
Aiden looks at Leo, who's passed out with his head on his lap. He nods.
"Wow...dats cool...why can't you talk?"
Aiden shrugs
Aiden: I...don't actually know...
"Huh...do you has paper?"
August nods
"Can I has some?"
August: Yeah...but why?
"I wanna write a letter to mah uncle!"
August: Ok then...
He gets up and walks over to the kitchen, he comes back with a notepad and a pencil.
