Enjolras wondered, sometimes, if part of why he'd moved so quickly was due, in part, to being confused and jolted into thinking he was back at the barricade and responsible for everyone in the vicinity. He hadn't fully registered that he'd been speaking to a DRAGON right away so it was anyone's guess what he'd have done in his right mind.

And, yes, it did matter the most what had happened after, now didn't it? That was when it counted, after all. As Midii spoke, he slowly nodded, wondering, for perhaps the millionth time, how she had possibly come to understand so much already. Even though he'd been told an answer, when she spoke of home, it was one thing to intellectually know what had happened, and another to get it on that gut level.

"You speak the truth again. I think if there had been less doing and saying nothing at home, we might have ended a bit differently. And helping here, like we're supposed to...maybe that IS still why. I don't remember my choice being especially hard, the way it ought have been."