"No, I took my break."
He took the box off of the mystery item. It was a typewriter
August: Oooh...what's that for?
"Writing."
He tapped a few of the letters, his right hand in his pocket.
August: ...What're you writing?
"Dunno.."
August: Well...ok...
He wraps his arms around Kat's shoulders, resting his chin one of them
August: ...Are we...are we ok?
"Yeah."
August: I still want to marry you...I love you Katsumi...
"I love you too...Oh! We have to go pick something up...or someone."
August: Someone...? Katsumi, what are you talking about...?
