She smiles a bit at that. "No, not always," she says with a wry smile. "But it did introduce us, Monsieur Marius," she pronounces lightly. "And this city has brought us back together. So I suppose neither can be all bad."
As they walk away from the ocean toward whatever place Marius has in mind, she takes a moment to look around. Once again, Eponine finds herself a bit bewildered, and doesn't enjoy the feeling. The lights everywhere, diffusing in the mist of the evening, and the many noises, so unlike the noisy shouts and clatter of Paris streets. She finds herself wanting to take his arm rather more tightly and chides herself for it.
"We've traveled to the future and they don't even have good wine?" As though Eponine would know fancy wine. "Well, that's a disappointment. I hope it's strong, at least, for I think I'll need a drink after all this."
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Date: 2017-12-28 04:53 am (UTC)As they walk away from the ocean toward whatever place Marius has in mind, she takes a moment to look around. Once again, Eponine finds herself a bit bewildered, and doesn't enjoy the feeling. The lights everywhere, diffusing in the mist of the evening, and the many noises, so unlike the noisy shouts and clatter of Paris streets. She finds herself wanting to take his arm rather more tightly and chides herself for it.
"We've traveled to the future and they don't even have good wine?" As though Eponine would know fancy wine. "Well, that's a disappointment. I hope it's strong, at least, for I think I'll need a drink after all this."