Eponine turns guiltily to face Estinien. He already knows she's a thief though, and desperate for food besides, so the guilt that flickers across her features quickly disappears. She grins at him.

"You know me, Estinien, Sir. I am a cockroach, no? No matter how hard I am stamped on, I am there for more always."

She shrugs, and licks one of the prawns she'd been stuffing in her skirt before she was caught.

"Where did you go to? Me, I am in Nott, but I wish... I wish I'd thought of a better place to go."