[ 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.
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. ]
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A sigh-] Not the way you talk about it.
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I only make things as simple as life itself makes them, Enjolras.
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I'll find someone else to ask.
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[ 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. ]