[It is not that Enjolras plans only for the republic, but rather that...in light of their current situation, there is not much point in planning for himself, now is there? Confinement for Grantaire is not ideal, of course, considering the man has never seemed to regard the fight as his before. Does it stand that way now, still or has this pushed the other man into new territory? Enjolras is not sure himself, and, at the sigh, returns the other's gaze.]

They will hold a trial, Grantaire. Make us into an example. They may have no legal requirement to do so, but the strategy of parading us before a jury, then a public execution would encourage others to stay silent, would it not? That is what they seem to want.

[And that statement was...he's sighing now at Grantaire's answer.]

I do not mean that you...drag is the wrong word perhaps. You would pull me to earth instead, to the realities. Much as I may have hated to face the things that I acknowledged were a possibility, they are here now, and I will...need a force to keep me rooted in reality. Not your usual task, I know, but you are suited to it and are here.