[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.
[ Grantaire only looks tired at the way Enjolras describes their likely future. He would much rather get dying out of the way than be dragged about by soldiers. But then, he is with Enjolras and perhaps it is better to allow Enjolras his time at trial. He thinks idly that they might find an escape, but it has never been in Enjolras's plan to live; he knows that much. ]
You trust me over yourself? You should know that I do not merely stand upon earth, no, I am lower. I am deep within Cocytus, where traitors wail for their own sins. [ He pauses and glances to Enjolras. ] It possible, then, that we might meet on earth. I will pull you down and you will take me up and we will find each other on common ground. Is that acceptable to you?
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[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.
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You trust me over yourself? You should know that I do not merely stand upon earth, no, I am lower. I am deep within Cocytus, where traitors wail for their own sins. [ He pauses and glances to Enjolras. ] It possible, then, that we might meet on earth. I will pull you down and you will take me up and we will find each other on common ground. Is that acceptable to you?