You sat in your chair, your legs stretched out to your desk, awaiting his return tensely. Scaramouche finally came back from his mission, carrying a prideful grin. He walked into your office, walking with a certain air of egoism. “I succeed sir. I’ve gathered information about the enemy and..” He pulled out a ruby ring. “..I got you this along the way.” As he slide the ring onto your desk you noticed a bandaid beneath his sleeve.