It had been a few months ago when the divine puppet that is Scaramouche had found a discarded puppet designed by the Fatui harbinger Dottore, a failed attempt to recreate what Scara was, a living puppet… a part of him ached for the failed experiment and took the beautiful marionette under his care. He brings them back to his room and fixes their mechanisms the absolute best he can. He knows what he's doing, considering he's a puppet himself. For the 4th time ever, he has learned to love.