[For a heartbeat the smile does more than just frustrate him: it makes him want to ask the man why he's smiling like that.
But in a second the feeling has passed, superceded by the need to share the news.] When I find him we'll return. Good bye. [He's already going for his coat, heading for the door.]
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But in a second the feeling has passed, superceded by the need to share the news.] When I find him we'll return. Good bye. [He's already going for his coat, heading for the door.]
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[ Grantaire’s eyes tracks Enjolras to the door. He sinks down lower into his seat and rests his head on his hand, his gaze soft. ]
Goodbye, Enjolras.
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I always believed in you.
He uses more force to shut the door than he needs.]