"Heh." Scaramouche chuckles briefly, still studying the other as if he still has to make a decision about his fate. "I have to admit, you are weak. Yet, there is no reason for me to end the lives of those who worship me."

After all, what is a god without followers?

Of course, there is an urge to finish Childe off, for his insolence, for daring to think he was having the upper hand in this situation.

"You underestimated me greatly, worm."

Scaramouche keeps stroking his cheek, the touch almost soft, almost as if he truly cares.

"You listened to the lies your heart told you and look at you now..." That is one thing he finds extremely amusing. "...you do know that loving is a sin in itself."