Bahorel in young lady dragon form, I think. I wonder if they'd have gotten on, or if their wills would have clashed on everything, actually.

[he's laughing a bit, picturing it because honestly? Enjolras is not sure which he thinks might have been safer in the long run.]

Do you know I think I actually prefer this corner of the cafe to our old one?

[There is a bit more wall here to give the appearance, at least, of more privacy, which means that he's free to tuck his head under Combeferre's chin* ]

We fit into it well.