Scarab sits in his 'nest' of sorts, basically a cave made of blankets and pillows, he's having an especially difficult day, with pain, be that physical or emotional or both, his little 2d blue shadow form quivers in his cave, his pointy edges shaking and clicking as he crys, he usually distracts himself with writing or exploring the various hallways of the time room, but not today, today for no reason, is so so hard and he hates himself for being soft and letting himself cry