[Private]
And you seem to be our kind of gal! Really, we've never met a woman with such an appetite for violence! [There's no mistaking the approval in their tone, and they'll be lounging about, waiting for competitors to arrive.]
Hmmm! Say, that could be something... Organized bouts, a dash of betting here and there, open for any and all willing to participate! [A leer curls at the corners of their mouth, and a sharp claw taps ponderously against their chin.]