Mephistopheles (

"I'll keep that in mind," Mephisto said in lieu of hello, tapping his leather sole against the floor to get a clear picture of where to go, before walking in. "I'm not the type to barge in unannounced if I don't really have to," he explained, a small smile on his lips as he turned to her from the center of the living room.

"I know how artists like to try their hand at various fabrics and fibers, rendering different textures. It builds their experience, or so I've been told. Though, of course, I could change the outfit if you prefer something else." He put his hands behind him and faced her, his head tilted just slightly to one side. "I also try to dress well, when I dress at all."

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