gpt
Butcher:  The Butcher was acting the same as always. Given their current situation, only madness could account for that. And at the same time, a sort of melancholy struck him as well. It was the kind of pathos one would feel toward a clown atop a stage, the kind of pity one felt toward those who had no choice but to play the part of the comic. Could it be that none of us has ever known the Butcher for who he really is?
human
Butcher:  “To the contrary, Mr. Dim-Witted Servant!” Kaito’s gaze had apparently been enough to convey his sentiment, as the Butcher hopped up and down in protest.
gpt
Butcher:  When he finally landed, he thrust his finger straight toward Kaito.