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Characters: Combeferre and you!
Date: May 26
Location: The new amis-hangout in the earth sector.
Situation: Combeferre is attempting to make their new cafe seem a little bit like their old one! By which we mean he is probably sketching, reading, drinking, and generally talking to people. Do come join him!
Warnings/Rating: None as of yet!

[When he has not been spending time at the clinic, Combeferre can either be found in his and Enjolras' rooms or in the cafe they've newly adopted; since the other was rather destroyed. When he is not sketching, he can be found discussing various things with the patrons -- philosophy, sometimes, or perhaps it's even where to find various compounds and sorts of things. All perfectly innocent, of course. He is certainly just going to use them for scientific experiments. In any case, should you be in a talkative mood, or should you simply wish for some companionship, Combeferre is free to be bothered.]

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I know. This place has changed you. For the better, I think, sometimes.

I would agree with that. Both of them, really.

It's...allowed me to experience things, I suppose. I might have pushed...I WOULD have pushed so much of them aside before.

It reminds me of everything you tried to teach me before, that we should strive for a future we might be able to live in. I...hadn't contemplated living through anything.

[There's a casual wave of his hand, on that "anything"]

Deadlines and the like. I put too much importance on them then. I only wish I'd managed to see beyond them in Paris. I fear sometimes that all of you were... Well, that I did not make it clear how much all of you meant to me. I may not have known HOW, but that was something of an excuse, I admit. It's one of my regrets, one of the few.

Oh, love, it was clear to me, at least. And I daresay for Courfeyrac as well. [A pause.] I suppose we have many things to be grateful for, here, then.

Well,the two of you, the three of us, really, were different, you know? It's always been as if you both could read my mind. That is good, at least,that it was clear.

But yes, I think we do. To think, I had imagined death as my only outcome but instead, I suddenly was given the chance to come to life. It's worked, I think.

A special talent, I suppose. [He's going to snuggle close and give Enjolras a gentle kiss, here.]

It has, and I am very grateful for it.

Yes, that must be it, somehow.

[That's rather lovely, really, and the fact that Enjolras is practically curling up against his chest after that kiss is really even more so. Combeferre is comfortable, that's really all that there is to that.]

As am I. I have learned so many things this year. And I am so glad you have been here for that.

I like to think that it is.

[He doesn't mind that at all. Granted, the inhabitants of the cafe might, but that's another story entirely.]

I am very glad of it, too. We all have learned something, I think.

[It did always seem to work that way among those of les amis who normally ended up paired, or tripled?, trio-ed? off together. It is also one of those things that Enjolras found himself struggling with in life, and even, to some degree, here. Still, with Combeferre at least, it is getting easier and that is something.

And yes, the others coming in MIGHT be something of a problem, he supposes, as lax as some behavior standards are. In fact, he's never done a thing like this in his life before. Well, not where anyone might see at least. He's reluctant to pull away from Combeferre, mostly because he is a little tired and wants nothing more than to just continue curling up, and potentially napping for a while, but the sound of someone (one of the kedan, he thinks, by the sound of her stride; those are a little different from humans) approaching pulls him away and into the seat next to Combeferre, instead of on him.

If he's flushing a little as their server obviously tries to hide a giggle, well, the whole experience does make him feel a little bit like a twelve year old with their first crush, so he supposes that it's warranted enough. He does look a little lost as she sets his order down, winks once, and scurries away. Right then, well... It's almost hard to get back into the flow of conversation after that.

I...yes, rather. [Whatever it was they were talking about. He knows he was about to agree at least.]

...So, am I allowed to crawl under the table and hope that a hole opens up to swallow me?

[And Combeferre is just --looking gently amused, there, trying not to smile too much.]

It is endearing, do not worry. I admit that I may be rather biased, but even so.

[From some point of view or other, Enjolras can possibly see that point. A little. As it is, he's making a little face anyway, and then shaking his head a little.]

Well... Perhaps. [Though he sounds rather doubtful of that, himself.]

I do not think they intend to remove us from the premises, at any rate.

Well, no. We are not at least so bad as all of that. [and hey, you got a bit of a laugh out of him, Ferre. So that's certainly something.]

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