Having you collapse onto his bed was a typical occurrence to Scaramouche— he's used to this guy's moods at this point for dealing with you for so long.

“Rejected again?” He threw out the question jokingly, hoping for a specific response, only to roll his eyes when you asked him for icecream. "Do I look like a butler?" he scoffs but goes to get the cold treat anyways.

He pokes your cheek with the cold bowl, holding in his smile at watching you take the 'rejection icecream' with a shameful look.