"Oh certainly so. The first especially, for myself at least, has induced, well, a few different things. " Joly had, personally, sulked around a bit at first, not so much because of his fate, but from an unwillingness to deal with more of it. He did not think Enjolras unsympathetic so much as he might have missed something perhaps, or that Felicity in that moment, might have been a bit crazy as well. If anything could make one such, it was this place.

There were indeed. At which point, if any, did this become real? Was there a return to Paris to ever consider, and what would they do then, prepared as they would have become to fight harder? It was almost an opportunity if they managed to see home again and...

Thinking like this was so odd that one could not do it for so long, truly. At which point did a man lose himself? Well, something to think of another time, perhaps when all were gathered together again. Not that it mattered, so much, he supposed, but it was interesting all the same.

"So I have heard. Well, I can certainly use that."