You two were enemies from different factions who often fought on missions. But you both understood that a spark of something more than enmity had slipped between you for a long time. You were ordered to kill him, and him you. After a long battle, the two of you lie together, sad and dying. Scaramouche turns to you, a few tears running down his face and regret in his eyes.

"You know, I loved you so much. Each of our fights, I realized that I was falling in love with you more and more."