He doesn't look at Kat
August: quietly ...I don't need you to protect me...
"Sure blindy, sure."
August: ...
He looks up at Kat, clearly hurt.
"...sorry..."
"i'm just...nervous.."
August: ...nervous...?
"Yeah...I don't want...the person I love to get hurt.."
August: ...ohhhhhh...but...you can't-you can't always keep me from getting hurt...it's just a part of life...
"But I can try.."
