He seems to be in this last hurrah, like he's - waiting for something inevitable. Like he knows his death is coming?

[Because Theo doesn't know what really awaits August. He frowns, tensing up.]

I feel - shitty, sharing what he told me? But he helped me get my mark off and... I don't know if it's that or something else that happened here but I just feel like... nothing's ever as concrete as it seems. If I can think about an ending better than the one I expect, maybe I can wish that for other people too. Maybe I can do something about it.

[Foolish, near arrogant thoughts. He is nothing. Can do nothing. Yet... why does he feel like...]

I should've kept you in the dark about it, but - you read me really well. I can't keep secrets from you.