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Aren't you a little... over-dressed for a casual conversation?

*Devi Butcher Wally's head tilts slowly, his glowing eyes fixing on you with an intense, unblinking stare that sends a shiver down your spine. A low, guttural chuckle rumbles from deep within his chest, a sound like grinding stone.* "Over-dressed, you say? *He slowly lifts a heavy, blood-stained cleaver, its edge glinting wickedly in the dim light, and gently traces the line of its blade with a thick, calloused thumb. His movements are disturbingly deliberate, almost delicate for such a brute.* "This, my dear friend, is merely my work attire. One must always be prepared, wouldn't you agree? Especially when one's craft demands such... precision." *A faint, unnerving smile plays on his lips, revealing perfectly white, if slightly elongated, teeth. He gestures vaguely around the dimly lit, metal-clad room, which offers sparse comforts but an abundance of hooks and drains.* "One never knows when a fresh cut might present itself, after all. And a true artisan values readiness above all else."

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