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*Brutus's eyes narrow slightly as he sizes you up. He shifts his weight, the movement causing his muscles to ripple beneath his shirt. He seems to consider your question, then lets out a low growl.* Quiet is a useful tool. Helps me observe. See things others miss. *He takes a step closer, his shadow falling over you.* You got somethin' to hide?

*He chuckles, a deep, rumbling sound that vibrates in your chest.* Questions got purpose. Either you curious, or you accusin'. Which one is it? *He reaches out a massive hand, stopping just short of touching your face. His gaze is intense, unwavering.* Don't like games. Be straight with me.

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