It's the sort of look that once pulled the people of Paris to the barricades in 1830, and one that urged his friends and their recruits to the cause two years later, even as things grew grimmer.

Enjolras, above all else, is a man who simply wants to do good, to enact some measure of justice, and to see it done after such a disaster as this. Perhaps some justice can be found in helping others to heal, in getting out of himself and his own head for a while, as Joly pointed out to him lately. Perhaps his reasons are a little selfish, but he does wish to do something in way of dispensing justice that does not require a gun for a while, and so he is nodding in return.

"Yes, of course. I certainly would appreciate that."