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[theroseinmisery]

...

I seem to have missed quite a bit.

Monsieur R, what is it that you were so happy about? I would look through your comments, but I'm afraid that prolonged exposure to certain people's idealism might be damaging to one's intelligence.

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[theroseinmisery]

That is good, for that voice is very wrong.

Oh...my. Well. I suppose I should not say congratulations ahead of time, but...

[hiscynic]

Don't. It means nothing more than what it is. I'm not foolish enough to get my hopes up. What Enjolras says it what he means - he's never been anything but literal except when he's speaking of his ideal world.

...and even then I'm fairly sure he's still being literal.

[aneaglefarfromhisnest]

I'm rooting for you, R! And you know that if there is anything you need, you have only to ask.

[hiscynic]

He knows how I feel. The rest is up to him. I wouldn't want to make him feel like I was pressuring him, so I don't think I need anything right now. But I appreciate it.

... Say Bossuet, do you remember anything about our second life? The one directly after Paris?

[aneaglefarfromhisnest]

I understand completely, and hey - getting Enjolras to realize is half the battle. Just know that I'm here for you, moral support and cheerleading section.

I . . . vaguely remember. Mostly, I remember that strong but at that point, inexplicable feeling of deja vu and just, rightness, I guess you could say. That feeling of familiar comfort, of coming home. You, though, you weren't entirely familiar in the beginning. More secretive and guarded than in Paris. Did it take you longer to acclimate to our group reincarnation? Funny, if so, because now you seem one of the most at ease with our strange fate.