And yet rude you were, funny how that goes.

[he begrudgingly accepts the help, wincing and leaning away from Jehan's ministrations, which of course only causes a second wince and a curse as his hand shoots to his side. Best not to make any sudden movements then.]

I was attacked, can you imagine it? Me, a model citizen, attacked in the street by raging natives. [The sad thing is, even he can't keep a straight face, and the laugh hurts his face.] It's starting and we're on the wrong side of it, don't tell Enjolras.