[Plans entail, well, having access to the others, to plan with, which entails them staying well out of being caught themselves. That said, ideas are forming, even though he hesitates before answering Grantaire's request for ideas.]

Your feelings toward our cause are not likely to be improved by my thoughts now. [Why Enjolras finds himself admitting this, he is not certain, but there it is, regardless.] Still. It would seem we can use this setback as a means of advocating for the republic. There will, of course, be a trial.

[And here, something in Enjolras's gaze shifts a little, and it seems as if he's looking past Grantaire and toward some distant light instead. A rush? yes, that IS one way to put it. ]

Swept away, do you suppose? [And there's a frown crossing his face, more thoughtful than not. ] Enough so that I place everything else in danger? Would you have me pull it back, perhaps? Return to the ground instead of flight? You, of anyone, might drag me back down there, of course.

[It is only a thought, not intended to cut, and slips out without Enjolras realizing precisely what he has said at first. He meant to imply Grantaire's decency as a grounding source for him instead of what came out. ]