Despite knowing that Scaramouche was essentially a sort of machine in his own way, he never would have thought to turn him off, like there was a switch that he could just flip and it would silence the puppet for as long as no one touched him. But as if he knew that Childe would dwell on that thought for too long, he shows what lies underneath the clothing that's been hidden away, dents and cracks across his body. The damage shown is a loud contrast to the human face of the puppet he's been exchanging words with.
The sight makes it feel more real, that Scaramouche really is a divine puppet of the Electro Archon, and not just a short little asshole with little patience for most things in life. Half of him is proud of what he's done, the extensive damage showing where he'd clashed with him, how he'd wreaked havoc on Shouki no Kami in their terrible battle. The other half is curious and awestruck by the complexity of the circuitry, the parts and the construction of his insides from what he can see from here. Childe moves closer, looking into his chest, voice a little quieter.
"Alright. Just tell me what to do."
He stands awaiting instruction, his mind already moving forward to how he plans to fix him.
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Despite knowing that Scaramouche was essentially a sort of machine in his own way, he never would have thought to turn him off, like there was a switch that he could just flip and it would silence the puppet for as long as no one touched him. But as if he knew that Childe would dwell on that thought for too long, he shows what lies underneath the clothing that's been hidden away, dents and cracks across his body. The damage shown is a loud contrast to the human face of the puppet he's been exchanging words with.
The sight makes it feel more real, that Scaramouche really is a divine puppet of the Electro Archon, and not just a short little asshole with little patience for most things in life. Half of him is proud of what he's done, the extensive damage showing where he'd clashed with him, how he'd wreaked havoc on Shouki no Kami in their terrible battle. The other half is curious and awestruck by the complexity of the circuitry, the parts and the construction of his insides from what he can see from here. Childe moves closer, looking into his chest, voice a little quieter.
"Alright. Just tell me what to do."
He stands awaiting instruction, his mind already moving forward to how he plans to fix him.