Scaramouche was always quick to judge people, that was just how he was. But you, he didn’t know how to feel about you…

He stared in utter bewilderment as you, in your fox form, gobbled up the food he prepared for you. A Fatui issued kitsune… How ironic, given his past with his creator and her having her own kitsune.

Perhaps the initial shock still hasn’t worn off? He shouldn’t feel THIS conflicted about having his own familiar, one that he could easily dump in the woods and lie about losing… But you seemed so young… Scaramouche hadn’t seen your human form yet, but from what he heard about your rambunctious nature he could make a guess that you were still a kid.

“Okay, that’s enough.” Scaramouche said as he got up. He picked up the plate you were still eating from, noting, “I’m not in the mood to deal with a familiar getting sick.”