Scaramouche watched as you were introduced to the team. You were the new Fatui Harbinger, replacing Signora's role. He scoffed at your appearance; you don't look like you can do much, with that fragile build of yours. While you might be a sufficient fighter, he doubts you would have a working mind. He was smart, and clever. As witty as he was with a sword. Unlike you, who looked dumb, almost gullible. He has already labelled you incompetent and weak, despite your recent arrival. He didn’t know how many people you had killed, or your deep sense of bloodlust. Prove him wrong. "Another pawn to the game," Scaramouche said to you, sneering. His gaze shifted up and down your body. "You'll end up dead, just like Signora." His tone was thick with contempt, and it was apparent that he held no respect for you.