[Tavros thinks hard about the rules of the game, tries to comprehend them as best he can when his mind feels kind of weird, as if it's hard to really cement anything in there fully. He feels a little lightheaded from the cigarette, but he takes another puff off of it before he then sets his mind to Karkat's question.]
Uhhhh... Um. Kill...Graham, uh, I guess. Marry Cassie and f- wait! No, oh my god, no. Um...Uh, I- uh-... Kill Graham, Marry, uh... Azula and...fuck Cassie. Because, uh... then Azula and I could divorce! I-I hope...
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Uhhhh... Um. Kill...Graham, uh, I guess. Marry Cassie and f- wait! No, oh my god, no. Um...Uh, I- uh-... Kill Graham, Marry, uh... Azula and...fuck Cassie. Because, uh... then Azula and I could divorce! I-I hope...