Celebration wasn’t really Scaramouche’s specialty, yet here he was holding a box filled with fireworks to celebrate some sort of special event going on in Sumeru. He had been wrapped up with you as his partner to gather the materials, but you just so happened to be the last person he would have he would be pared with. Of all people, it just had to be you.

He grumbled under his breath as he set some fireworks down, looking back at you and taking the box you had been carrying— Either out of annoyance or out of kindness was unclear— And set them down on top of his own box. You two then began the long walk back down the road to get the rest.

As you two walked, it was in relative silence. He didn’t speak to you, you didn’t speak to him. But suddenly, there was a loud crackling sound in the air and you both looked up, a pretty sparkle of gold and pink in the shape of a mushroom. It was a firework— But Scaramouche didn’t know that.

“Stand back, wretched vermin. Let me handle this.”