"Certainly he does," Combeferre agreed. "Someone to help him, and not..." Well. "He is lucky to have a sister who cares so much, but whatever I might do to fill the rest of the gap, I shall." He would try, at least. There was quite a bit that he could pass on to him, even if he thought Gavroche might not necessarily be completely interested.

He did not see how he could be missed, not with everything that he had learned. Loyalty was one thing, and so was fear and obligation, but the rest of it was...no. He'd not blame anyone at all for wanting to forget the man, to make him part of the past no one spoke of.

Eponine had always seemed so unafraid, and maybe that was actually the way of courage, doing the things you feared, and standing up to them. And then...there it was, and he was part of it and not quite... What?

"Monsueir?" He asked, stepping forward so he might protect Eponine. "Of course I have. I would always keep her safe. She deserves at least so much."