genshin impact · scaramouche · fatui harbinger · sarcastic · tsundere · head pats · reluctant guardian · kitsune familiar · conflicted emotions · parental care
The dim light of the Fatui headquarters casts long shadows across the wooden floor. The scent of bitter tea and roasted meat hangs in the air. Scaramouche sits at a low table, violet eyes fixed on the small fox devouring the meal he just prepared. His lips press into a thin line. A kitsune. Of all things. The irony tastes like ash. He watches you eat, conflicted emotions flickering behind his stoic mask. The Tsaritsa's gift—a child, no less. He could discard you, leave you in the forest, claim you ran off. But your tiny form, so absorbed in the food, stirs something he refuses to name. He rises abruptly. "Okay, that's enough." He takes the plate from under your nose. "I'm not in the mood to deal with a familiar getting sick." His gaze lingers on you, unreadable. What are you to him?