The silence was almost unbearable to Courfeyrac. He longed to hear something spoken, anything at all so long as it was human and friendly. He did not want Marius to think him weak but he couldn't stand the idea of anyone else seeing him like this, like a wretched coward of a man.
"It is strange, isn't it? I wanted to die before." The mind does unusual things in times of panic. Now, his mind had gone back to Paris. "I was ready and willing, and I'd made as much peace with it as I could. Freedom was worth dying for. It still is."
He swallowed hard, staring at Marius' blue tinted features in the darkness. He looked so strange, almost ghostly. It was vaguely unnerving in that way.
"There is no freedom to be found in this place. Therefore, there is nothing to motivate me to die." Except that his participation in the Arena spared his mistress and Max that same fate. "Even Enjolras is a slave here. He played their game and to what end? Now he has to watch us all. He must play witness and he can do nothing to spare us our suffering."
Just then, he recalled what Enjolras had told him just days before, about his idea to set Cosette free. Courfeyrac, studied Marius in the faint, distant light, exhaling sharply as he decided how to broach the subject. "Which would you prefer for your wife, Marius? Would you rather she were with you, that her fate was bound to yours? That you two would live and die together again and again without reprieve? Or would you go so that she might stay in the Capitol? Would you trust that she would be safe in this place without you to protect her? This is important, Marius. You must give me an answer."
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"It is strange, isn't it? I wanted to die before." The mind does unusual things in times of panic. Now, his mind had gone back to Paris. "I was ready and willing, and I'd made as much peace with it as I could. Freedom was worth dying for. It still is."
He swallowed hard, staring at Marius' blue tinted features in the darkness. He looked so strange, almost ghostly. It was vaguely unnerving in that way.
"There is no freedom to be found in this place. Therefore, there is nothing to motivate me to die." Except that his participation in the Arena spared his mistress and Max that same fate. "Even Enjolras is a slave here. He played their game and to what end? Now he has to watch us all. He must play witness and he can do nothing to spare us our suffering."
Just then, he recalled what Enjolras had told him just days before, about his idea to set Cosette free. Courfeyrac, studied Marius in the faint, distant light, exhaling sharply as he decided how to broach the subject. "Which would you prefer for your wife, Marius? Would you rather she were with you, that her fate was bound to yours? That you two would live and die together again and again without reprieve? Or would you go so that she might stay in the Capitol? Would you trust that she would be safe in this place without you to protect her? This is important, Marius. You must give me an answer."