For littlesilhouettoofaman

[glidinglight]

Lumine hesitates outside the door of the Sanctuary of Surasthana. She stares down again at the special solution that Nahida instructed her to craft.

Is this really a good idea? Nahida seems to think so. But Lumine has her doubts. And Paimon has her protests--she's still loudly complaining. She can't really blame the pixy; it hasn't been that long since the person inside the chamber was trying to kill them. It definitely feels somehow--off--to be trying to repair him.

But...

She hasn't forgotten those memories that she saw, fed to her and Hypatia. She's still not happy with him for trying to hurt Nahida. But if Nahida wants to forgive him, it doesn't feel right to refuse.

Well. Helping to repair him doesn't mean she has to forgive him if she doesn't feel like it. Lumine shoves the large, heavy doors open and enters the inner sanctum.

"Scaramouche?" She knows the puppet can't be far considering his body's condition, and there's really nowhere to hide. But that doesn't mean he might not be trying.

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[littlesilhouettoofaman]

"You should take your responsibility and finish me off." He doesn't move when he speaks. "Its quite easy. Just reach inside of one of those holes in my back and yank at some wires."

Scaramouche can feel that the balm is doing something to his back. Its uncomfortable but not painful.

"You could also remove the energy core. I can tell you exactly how to get to it. It is inside my chest." Where a heart should be. A gnosis. Anything really. Because it is empty now. Emptier than it has ever been. And now he does move, looking over his shoulder with a faint smile around his lips and a dull look in his eyes.

"Let me show you."

[glidinglight]

She crosses her arms over her chest and fights the urge to narrow her eyes. He's really and truly intent with having her destroy him--enough so that she doesn't think any amount of protest at this point is going to dissuade him. Perhaps, then, she should just bide her time. --Besides, she's going to need access to the inside of his chest to clean, too.

"All right, show me."

[littlesilhouettoofaman]

Really, he doesn't want to be repaired or made. He can't entirely deal with how he got so close and managed to lose it again all at the end. If he's created to fail, it is much better to make that end for once and for all.

Scaramouche isn't careful when he opens his chest, tugging at the seams in a crude way until the front gives way and he can pry it open.

"Now give me your hand."

He reaches out to her, offering her his hand.

[glidinglight]

She doesn't like the way he almost violently removes the opening to his chest cavity, and for a moment, she wonders if they'll actually be able to keep him alive--if he won't just kill himself so he doesn't have to keep facing the world. But if she hesitates here, then he'll think she doesn't trust him. (Does she trust him? She's not sure. Probably not to not hurt himself, not when he's acting like this.)

Without missing a beat, she gives him her hand. She's going to have to make this leap of faith and hope that he doesn't try to use her fist to bust anything else in there.

[littlesilhouettoofaman]

"Heh, you're so gullible, Lumine."

Scaramouche chuckles before his fingers curl around her hand. Without any further ado he guides her hand into the cavity of his chest. He knows exactly where to guide her and what she should do.

"Now reach out a little. Stretch your fingers." He looks at her face, eyes wide open and any one can see that the look on his face doesn't belong to a sane person. "You can feel those wires, not? Since you value my health so much, why don't you tug at them a little? It would help the distribution of energy through the parts of my body."