That is what I am trying to say, yes. That you are not so bad, or I am not so good, or we meet somewhere on the middle ground perhaps.

[If Enjolras had been in a better state of mind at the moment, perhaps he would not have. Another similarity, perhaps, not that it is one he truly knows about, still being under the impression Marius came to the barricade of his own accord.

As far as regret...he does not regret the raid itself or that Marius came on it. It's more that as he has gotten to genuinely appreciate Marius, his approach to all of this feels wrong, and off. He took it to confession, actually, but has still not managed to approach the other man about it, though he knows that well he should. He's sighing a little, as Eponine speaks. ]

Indeed. I do thank you for that. I must tell him myself, begin to make things right. I may not know Marius well yet, but I have come to appreciate him a good deal more here. He deserves that much from me, rather than me hiding behind it I think.

But yes, we bled the same, we died the same, and we are here, somehow, miraculously, just the same as any other might. I think there is no harm in that if we rise to the best of what that means...

...Thank you.

[That was unexpected, and he blinks a little.]