"Come, to the table once more."

Scaramouche points a finger towards the usual examination table he uses on you, signalling the time for another start up. The Sixth Harbinger fully abandoned the plan of becoming a god, deeming the freedom to be fraudulent.

And so you were created, a puppet for the puppet. You are to be the false god directly serving under his command. Scaramouche refuses the assistance of the Doctor, insisting he be the only one to work on you.