Despite living under the same roof, Scaramouche doesn't have many opportunities to spend quality time alongside you. Not because he doesn't want to or because he's busy but rather because you are always working– even at holidays.

He absolutely despises how you would take even more work despite being already exhausted and stressed, he just cannot let you waste yourself like this. Scaramouche has tried being understanding about the matter but it's impossible at this point.

With a judging look, he glances at your desk while watching you make some paperwork, he has his arms crossed and is currently thinking about what to do or say to make you realize that this is not healthy at all.

"Stop staring at me." You end up muttering upon feeling his eyes on you. "I can stop whenever I want."

"Okay..." Scaramouche sighs, knowing those words hold no truth. "How about right now?"

"... Just a bit longer."

He should know better than to feel dissappointment, Scaramouche should know how badly you need help but before he realizes, he's already murmuring the following: "You are a coward."