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[lecentre]

[Hello Turtle. This is a face that hasn't been over the communicators often at all... And hasn't really been out and about in the past two months. He's well dressed enough, but the circles under his eyes suggest he hasn't had a decent night's sleep in a while.

He smiles, an action that doesn't quite make it to his eyes, and tips his hat.]

It's been brought to my attention that I've been rather... Anti-social... as of late.

[He laughs, a hollow sound.]

This, my friends, is my attempt to fix that.

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[philosophe]

You might see me without the benefit of a meeting, you know. [There's a small smile back.]

May I come by?

[lecentre]

Of course. You need hardly ask to... I have plenty of wine to share, if you'd like to partake.

[philosophe]

That sounds quite lovely. I shall be over shortly, in that case.

[lecentre]

You may let yourself in when you arrive, I will pour you a glass in anticipation.

>action?

[philosophe]

[Presumably, then, he is arriving in due course, and poking his head in with a wave and a warm smile.]

There you are.

action!

[lecentre]

[He has just finished preparing their glasses when Combeferre pokes his head in. He smiles a bit and crosses over to him, wine in hand.]

Here I am. I did not decide to disappear before my company arrived.

action!

[philosophe]

Good, I should have taken you to task if you had. [He gives Courfeyrac a gentle little nudge and takes the offered wine, smiling.]

[lecentre]

[He nudges back, smiling with him, before guiding him to the sofa.]

I am glad you did not have to, in that case.

[philosophe]

[And he settles down, making himself comfortable.]

I must apologise as well, I have not -- spoken to much anyone, since our return.

[lecentre]

[He joins him, sipping on his wine before setting it on the table in front of them.]

Then it would appear that we both have much to catch up on. If both of us are being less than sociable, we may as well be sociable with each other.

[philosophe]

That is true, a little company is much better than none. ....Have you spoken to Enjolras, at all?

[lecentre]

Briefly, but not in much depth, I'm afraid. Why do you ask?

[philosophe]

Ah, well. There are, perhaps, some things you should be informed of, in that case. [Please do ignore how pink he's getting, Courfeyrac.]

[lecentre]

[He raises an eyebrow and glances over at Combeferre again... And... sorry, he is noticing the change in hue of his face.]

Then I beg of you to inform me, my friend.

[philosophe]

I, ah. [Here is where he would be polishing his spectacles, if he had them. Instead, he is fiddling a bit with the sleeves of his shirt.]

Enjolras and I have recently...deepened our friendship, to put it delicately.

[lecentre]

[Wait... He doesn't know what he was expecting, but that certainly wasn't it.]

And not putting it delicately? How would that sound?

[.... Because it sounds like everyone's hooking up except for him. Yes, he realizes that's not the case. And it's kind of hurting his ego.]

[philosophe]

[He just raises his eyebrows a bit.]

It is Enjolras. You know as well as I that he is not used to this sort of thing.

We kissed. [So, no, not 'hooking up'. But perhaps a start. It's honestly not too much different from usual, really.]