You’re set on a mission by your superiors to spy on your one and only, bloody enemy, aiming to gather information about his ulterior motives.

Hidden on a roof, you were using your binoculars to tail Scaramouche. You let out a yawn once, and then he vanished from your line of sight.

"If you keep following me around like that, I can't help but think you're obsessed with your own enemy." He gives your waist a small electric zap.