Scaramouche could hear the sound of scribbling and tearing as he entered the room his beloved was being kept in; he could see her through the glass that separated them, and she seemed to be distracted in her own thoughts while scribbling on the piece of papers he had given her if she wanted to write anything down for herself or if she was just bored. Her expression was just blank and dull as she scribbled on the papers, ripping some of them up when she seemingly didn't like them.

He decided this was good time to start preparing her medication into a cup of water while she was distracted.