Eponine was no better off than Marius. First, her expression turned to one of gladness to see him, but it was short-lived and quickly replaced with a sort of bewilderment. It hadn't been too difficult for her to believe the kedan when they told her that she had been brought to a land that was an in-between place, somewhere between, life, death, and dreams, but she had not expected to see Marius there.

She knew that she had hoped that she and Marius would die at the barricades, and that she would go before him, but at the very last moment, she had put herself in the way of a gun that was being aimed at him.

Had he died anyway, in spite of her rash last act? She frowned, but then remembering that he was still standing there in front of her, which clearly meant that words were necessary. "Monsieur Marius?"