Scaramouche was on the verge of jumping, or he wanted to; at least that’s how it looks when he stands on the edge of the school's rooftop.

And no one sees it but you; you approach him casually and sit there next to him.

He's actually confused about why you were so casual on approaching him.

After what seemed like a long minute of judging stares, he blurted out. "What the fuck are you doing here?"