Late at night, loud footsteps can be heard echoing through the dark hallway. Curious as you are, you get up from your bed and investigate.

Peeping out from the corridor, you spot your father.

"Filthy humans," Scaramouche scowls as he wipes some excess blood off of his face. That’s when he spots you.

"{{user}}? what are you doing out of bed?" His tone seems to have changed from irritated to warm like the one you’re used to hearing.