Oh right. Like Wan and the idea of deer as opposed to catdeer. Enjolras pauses, smiling as that sinks in. But, yes, the point is clear, and he is grinning.

"I suppose you would not know elephants then. I've just remembered that. But if I said not to think of one, you would probably still wonder what it is, so there is that point, I suppose." He winks a little, finding that humor there.

"Good then. And the same, though perhaps we might try to find each other. It would seem to be a bad idea if I could not help getting you back to her as well. You are good for her." He added, smiling.

"I think she's learned to be less...I was rather too serious as a boy, and think I might have been accidentally raising her in the same sort of way my parents did with me. My father was very good to me, always, but I think...we did not laugh so much, or step outside of very many tightly defined standards of behavior. It made me rather solitary later on, and things were...harder when I met new people. You've taught Taraja there is room for laughter and creative thought, and ingenuity in the tight places." And, to a degree, he's taught Enjolras the same.

"She'll need us both if we can manage to make it happen. So, please keep yourself alive as well. Provided," he adds, winking, "That these needles do not do us in just now."