It is beyond foolish for her to meet, to
risk her life for a cause, but change
does not come when people lack for
courage to act. She turned, looking
at this stranger who is now her new
comrade in arms.“As am I. Thank you for having a stranger.”

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"We are united under the same
banner. Call me Enjolras.“
The banner of resistance, of revolution.
It’s been more than two centuries, he
thinks and yet, here they are, building
barricades underground. Enjolras, who
had made contact with her under the
guise of Liberte, offers his hand to shake.
”Was your travel difficult?
There was talk of a last-minute
patrol but then we heard nothing else.“