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[idealisme]

[What one can say is that Enjolras probably won't find the answers he's looking for here.]

It is simple. Either it was magic, and something you've not experience before or it wasn't. I'd not have thought that hard to distinguist.

[winecasks]

As many things can often be. How can one distinguish the difference between love and admiration?

[ Listen—he literally has no idea. ]

Or even at times, the difference between terror and admiration. They can be one in the same. Perhaps this was two things at once as well. Is it ever truly as simple as we wish it to be?

[idealisme]

[How they've gone from Enjolras' very important inquiry into magic to a spiel from Grantaire about love and terror is irritating, but unsurprising.

A sigh-] Not the way you talk about it.

[winecasks]

[ If Grantaire could stay on topic, they would probably argue with one another all day, but that’s just the thing. Grantaire cannot stay on topic. He veers off so wildly sometimes, it’s impossible to trace the conversation back to its origins. ]

I only make things as simple as life itself makes them, Enjolras.

[idealisme]

I wonder. [His tone implies vehement disagreement. Grantaire confuses and twists the issue to be something else entirely, in his opinion.]

I'll find someone else to ask.

[winecasks]

Any other is bound to be a more agreeable man than me.

[ He halfway wishes he could agree, but he can't bring himself to lie to Enjolras. For as much as Grantaire reveres him, he should be able to muster up more for him than he does, but he just can't figure out how.

Still, he pauses, unwilling to let the conversation go just yet. ]

Ask me again. Ask me again in a month.

[ A month won't turn him into a believer, but maybe something can spark something in him. ]