[Heaving a frustrated sigh, he starts to cross his arms, then jerks and winces, lowering them again. GOD DAMMIT. He's so MAD ABOUT everything on thIS STUPID ISLAND.]

Ugh! This is ticking me off! I can't do anything because you won't let me, or those punks set something sketchy up to make it unfair! We're all just basically waiting to die. We might as well just kill each other and get it over with!

What the hell else are we supposed to do? Kill Vriska with some stupid trial and then wait for three more of us to die next week?