"Dear, Your arms are like noodles."
August: H-hey! Well that's a little rude...
"It's true
August: Hmph.
"Pft- noodle arms-"
August starts pouting
August: I do not...I am not a weakling...
"M-Mhm.."
August sighs
August: I...I'm not lying...
He bites his lip, still not looking Kat in the eye
"Prove it."
August: W-what?
