Eponine smiles prettily. She's glad of the attention, of course, and more grateful that someone else is being nice to her.
"So many horrid things, Sir, you know? When I try and I try, but no. No, people can be cruel, you know?"
She sighs and though it's fake, she's certainly practiced enough to make it sound real.
"What story will you know? When we lost the inn? When we came to Paris? Or beneath the bridge? Or when I took a necklace from a sleeping woman? Or... or when I found Marius? Prison, Sir? Or the crimes what put me there? Or prison here? What will you know?"
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"So many horrid things, Sir, you know? When I try and I try, but no. No, people can be cruel, you know?"
She sighs and though it's fake, she's certainly practiced enough to make it sound real.
"What story will you know? When we lost the inn? When we came to Paris? Or beneath the bridge? Or when I took a necklace from a sleeping woman? Or... or when I found Marius? Prison, Sir? Or the crimes what put me there? Or prison here? What will you know?"