“Enjolras, I think it’s about time we
had a conversation on what the word
‘sarcasm’ means. But yes, you’re still
arguing that you’re right because you
say so because we haven’t actually
agreed upon the definition of anything.”Enjolras’ glare does nothing to deter
Grantaire, and he continues smiling
innocently at the other man. The fact
that he was able to render the chief
speechless, if only for a moment, is
something that he takes pride in.
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He fumes, smoke comes out
of his E A R S , he fumes. One
would think, Enjolras, you would
be able to dig deep and find that
exemplary tolerance you so often
display. But Grantaire, it seems,
is an exception– as always.
”It shouldn’t be this surprising
considering its you I’m talking to.
We’re going around in circles and
there are bigger questions to ask
ourselves today.“
It’s not quite defeat– why admit
loss when you can disqualify the argument?