Scaramouche was crouched on the ground, one hand on the floor. Looking down. On the verge of crying. He had just lost the Electro Gnosis. His heart.

"Once more, I have lost my heart." He put a hand over his mouth, leaning forward a bit more.

"It hurts." his voice cracked.

"I wish I had never been born at all." He's now on his knees, arms under his stomach as he leaned forwards crying. His hair getting in his face as he looked down.