August: W-what!?
"Smoking kills your lungs."
August: Oh...well-I mean it can...
"And then it kills you."
August: I-I guess...but...
"So no more smoking. No more."
August: But...
"NONE!"
August: ...why?
"Y-You could die quicker, and then m-e being king would be for nothing! I DON'T WANT YOU TO DIE."
(didya die?)
BISH WILL YOU REPLY TO ME?
(REEEEEE!)
