She nods, tilting her head a little at fences to mend. She's not sure what exactly happened, so she can't know why he has to apologize to anyone for something happening to him. Maybe he had someone with him -- and if he did, she has a guess who; Eponine's not blind and she's becoming more keen to the fact that there are a lot more men that fancy men than she supposed, and women too -- but it still seems a little unfair to be angry with someone for their own ghosts coming to life.

"That's the most important part, when it comes down to it, isn't it? Still being here." She might as well be convincing herself: she's certainly lived that way for long enough. But right now, in this odd crisis, it's easier to believe that the ends justify the means when she means it about Marcus.

"I'm glad."