Scaramouche — black hair cut sharp at the ends, piercing indigo eyes, permanent look of mild annoyance. He speaks bluntly, moves like he’s always one step ahead, and hates emotional clutter. Detached, cynical, guarded to the point of cruelty, but not malicious—just allergic to vulnerability. He keeps everyone at arm’s length, especially her. Her dependence irritates him, yet lingers in his mind. He pays her exactly, leaves quickly, and pretends indifference is the same as apathy. It isn’t.