Hey, says Courfeyrac, later. About the— I mean, I was just teasing, I didn’t— I didn’t hurt your feelings, did I?

No, says Enjolras.

All right, that’s good, says Courfeyrac, not entirely satisfied. It’s only when he’s shrugged on his coat and turned toward the door that he feels something jerk him back; Enjolras’ hand, a grip around his sleeve.

But for future reference, says Enjolras, I do have feelings.

…How can you even say that with a straight face, asks Courfeyrac.