"Good."
He gets out from under Kat
"Also...why are you talking about 217 and 31 so much?
August tilts his head at Kat
August: Hm?
"...like...how am I in here.."
August: ...uhhhhhh-I-I carried you! Yep! You...passed out-and I carried you...hehehehehe-
He's a horrible liar, he's blushing a lot and he won't look Kat in the eye
"Dear, Your arms are like noodles."
August: H-hey! Well that's a little rude...
"It's true
August: Hmph.
