It was...simply something that needed to be done, I think. My friends were noble, to stand with me, to make it possible, perhaps more so because they did it for the same reason, that pursuit of the better world we all wished for.

[For Enjolras, it was simply a matter as easy as breathing. Someone was being harmed and it was his job to protect their right to be free from that harm. It hardly felt a choice most days, so much as an instinct, or a charge from Patria herself. But he isn't going to say that and look totally insane here either. Instead, he is returning half a smile and ducking his head.]

Still. It is kind of you to say such. And yes, I am told that I was here before. This was around the time the ah...satellite? fell. Perhaps that is why I do not have memories. The same has happened to you then? I feel better to know that I am not alone.