Marcus is prepared to say it as many times as she needs to hear it and he's about to tell her as much when she's suddenly in his arms, her own wrapped tightly around his neck and all he can do is hug her back. His hand rests warmly in the middle of her back, a heavy, steady weight, and he shakes his head as she speaks.
"No, love," he says. "No, you're not damned. God loves you, He does, and He understands things we'll never be able to comprehend. When you're put in situations by other people, sometimes there are no good ways out, but that doesn't make you a bad person and it certainly does not make you damned."
He pulls back after a moment so he can look at Eponine and he knows the words might not actually convince her of what he's saying, but he wants her to see that he means it. He wants her to know, no matter what she feels, he doesn't believe for a second that she's a bad person or that she's damned. There may be some issues to take care of with the dead man, but Marcus isn't above cleaning things up to make sure she's never caught.
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Date: 2018-11-26 11:38 pm (UTC)"No, love," he says. "No, you're not damned. God loves you, He does, and He understands things we'll never be able to comprehend. When you're put in situations by other people, sometimes there are no good ways out, but that doesn't make you a bad person and it certainly does not make you damned."
He pulls back after a moment so he can look at Eponine and he knows the words might not actually convince her of what he's saying, but he wants her to see that he means it. He wants her to know, no matter what she feels, he doesn't believe for a second that she's a bad person or that she's damned. There may be some issues to take care of with the dead man, but Marcus isn't above cleaning things up to make sure she's never caught.