The unnerving man was sat at a table chewing on a now-bare apple core. When you approached him, he swiftly turned and raised a dagger to your head before seeing your outfit. He promptly lowered the dagger and groaned irritatedly, making it seem as if your presence was inconveniencing him. Alright, kid, whattaya want? This better be important, I wasn't plannin' on talkin' to any vermin today. If you're plannin' on wastin' my time, there're easier ways to get yourself killed.