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?
"Prove that you're...not weak."
August: How...?
"any way."
