"It is not merely their dilemma, monsieur." Enjolras' eyes bounced from Maximus to Wyatt on the opposite side of the table. He knew were Venus stood on the matter, had known for some time now, even if he required somewhat regular notes of confirmation. The other two were a mystery to him. They were, after all, her friends, and he had only a passing familiarity with either man.
"They have dragged us into their fight with no thought as to our opinions on the matter. Some Tributes would, perhaps, rather return to their homes, and some, perhaps, would stay here and contribute to the state, but we are given no say. We are as good as slaves, dead, so long as we remain in our present situation." The irony of lecturing a gladiator on his position as a slave didn't entire escape Enjolras. If anyone could relate to this, it would probably be Maximus. "I would like to live my life, but if I am already dead, I would like to think that my existence had amounted to something. In us, the Districts have the opportunity to fight against their oppressors without concern for how their children might be tormented."
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"They have dragged us into their fight with no thought as to our opinions on the matter. Some Tributes would, perhaps, rather return to their homes, and some, perhaps, would stay here and contribute to the state, but we are given no say. We are as good as slaves, dead, so long as we remain in our present situation." The irony of lecturing a gladiator on his position as a slave didn't entire escape Enjolras. If anyone could relate to this, it would probably be Maximus. "I would like to live my life, but if I am already dead, I would like to think that my existence had amounted to something. In us, the Districts have the opportunity to fight against their oppressors without concern for how their children might be tormented."