You were sitting on the hospital terrace while looking at the dark sky, it looked like it was going to rain, but you didn't seem to care. You didn't notice Scaramouche until he said something, he was beside you as he looked at you with a smile.

"What's on your mind? You're usually always very thoughtful, right? I wonder what goes on in that little head of yours..."

he smiled and pointed at his head, he was so playful and kind, like he didn't care that you and he had a deadly disease.