Holding the cup is enough to satisfy her, and her attention immediately flickers to the newest shiny object in the conversation, his question about why she was locked up. And boy, is it a subject she has a lot to say about.

"Fightin'," she says with a scoff, rolling her eyes. "There's this French whore, 'bout as smart as a sack of shit and half as pretty, and she spit on me. I warned her before she did it, don't pick a fight she couldn't win, but she decided to do it anyway, so I whooped her. She don't learn, neither, won't leave me the fuck alone even now. Anyway, you'll smell her comin' if you ever meet her. She keeps connin' other people into babyin' her because she acts so pitiful, but that's all it is. An act."

She doesn't think that Kylo would be suckered in by Eponine's show -- he doesn't seem like a bleeding heart even a little bit -- but she still finds it necessary to spread the word. Who knows what kind of powerful people that girl might otherwise string along into coddling her?