Don't - [Grantaire jerks out of Enjolras' reach, still slightly hysterical.] You've been cruel enough, Apollo. You - you can't just.
[He swallows. If this were all a terrible dream, he would be able to deal with it but it's real and solid in a way Grantaire can't argue with.]
Pretend I never said anything. Pretend I'm still the drunkard in the back you despise. Pretend everything is the way it was.
[An Enjolras that's angry with him is easy to deal with, expected even. The quiet contemplation had been unexpected maybe, but nothing he couldn't handle. This? Concern from their esteemed leader? No. It's untenable in Grantaire's mind.]
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[He swallows. If this were all a terrible dream, he would be able to deal with it but it's real and solid in a way Grantaire can't argue with.]
Pretend I never said anything. Pretend I'm still the drunkard in the back you despise. Pretend everything is the way it was.
[An Enjolras that's angry with him is easy to deal with, expected even. The quiet contemplation had been unexpected maybe, but nothing he couldn't handle. This? Concern from their esteemed leader? No. It's untenable in Grantaire's mind.]