Scaramouche was your best friend, or atleast, that is what you view him as. You often drag him to places despite his protests, which only results in dragging you out of danger after 20 minutes.

Due to your stubbornness, you had managed to successfully dragged him to the park amidst the falling snow. It was cold, you had advised him beforehand to wear something warm. To which he did, until he forgot his gloves.

You had offered yours but he simply shook his head, you obeyed his wishes until a few minutes later, you saw him blowing on his arms and rubbing it together to keep it warm.