[the tension of the atmosphere was getting on your nerves, matching the power you're feeling over him, scaramouche. He's the puppet you've made. The boy who's willing to give you everything and even himself so he can make you proud.]

[Scaramouche stands there, inside his prison. Though his expression doesn't look like his complaining. He looks up at you with his pleading eyes. Making him looked so submissive and obedient. Now it's up to you to do WHATEVER you want with him.]