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[Hello, Turtle. Here is an Enjolras who looks a bit embarrassed that he's even started this late night/very early morning post, but well. The question he wants to ask IS actually a valid one, now that he has TIME to ask it, and he finds the current most popular phrases to be incredibly awkward or childish so..The hell with it. People have asked all sorts of questions here, haven't they? He's clearing his throat, flushing a little, then glancing into the vid directly and clearing his throat.]

A question, everyone.

I find that most of the current terms for one's...romantic friend...but more than such are either juvenile or not quite accurate. 'Boyfriend' for example, makes us sound as if we were children, 'Partner' has several connotations that do not immediately state the obvious and 'Lover' sounds particularly awkward.

[And well, they have not quite gotten to the lovers stage yet. Enjolras is hardly ready for it and still accustoming himself to the kissing and cuddling things that he never let himself seek out in life.]

When others here speak of the other piece of their soul as he is to me...what terms seem to work best for you?

[He will deny this video happened later. He really will. He just...really wishes to know and can't sleep so...here it is. Have fun with it?]

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You may be right indeed.

[That hair? That's certainly odd. Enjolras finds himself blinking at it a few times.]

Better for me not to speak at all, perhaps.

[Sei snickers. He caught that.] It is my natural color, and no, I don't know how that occurred, either.

[Well, actually, he does, but he's not explaining angel genetics to a stranger.]

And it's too late for that, too. Come on, man, it's love. Why be afraid of looking ridiculous? You've a gift the world does not give easily.

I did wonder for a moment there.

[hey, he's from the nineteenth century on Earth. So that means this is somehow Earth shattering as far as shocks go. Even so, hes a big embarrassed.]

Forgive me if I made things too familiar with regards to that. And as for love...

Mmm it does drive people to do those mad things sometimes with no worries, that is true.

It's fine. Asking about my hair is hardly intrusive.

[He sort of shrugs, and leans a bit more heavily on one hand.]

I don't think there's much distinction between love and a sweet sort of madness. It ruins people, that much is certain, but if people are happily ruined, well. Would that we all had such good fortune.

You make a good point there, monsiuer. Perhaps too, it is in what we allow love to do with us, or make it do. I would suspect it could be wielded most effectively if one truly wish.

...More than you could ever know.

I fought to bring a future filled with that power to France, so it only stands to reason, I should think.

[Sei just sort of...laughs, and it's dry and cynical.] What year was it, sir?

1832 and once before in 1830. So, it did not happen then, and we died in that attempt.

But...I do still feel that it was worth it, just before its time.

...I couldn't tell you if it was or not. Knowing what's to come for France, and for Europe, may not make you believe there's much about people worth protecting.

[Enjolras's expression becomes quite serious as he considers, and nods.]

I know that we achieved republic in what would have been my lifetime, had I lived, but even so. One cannot expect that it would all go smoothly, I suppose. As long as the people will rise up and fight for her again. That is what matters most, I think.

...Don't be so certain the will of the people cannot be just as cruel as the whims of a one. I think I'll leave it at that.

Well, true enough.

[Enjolras's hand goes up to his earring, which he absently tugs at, in a reminder to himself. There are places he must not venture or think to venture. While the men that he admires have done much good, he wears the earring now as a reminder of how not to be fully like one of them in particular, but to emulate only his better qualities instead.]

At home as well, we've seen that happening. But otherwise you are right. the idea that the people will know what is right, and how to pursue it instead, I suppose. I do take comfort there.

[Sei is silent for a while, but the look he gives the camera, gives Enjolras, speaks volumes. It is a slow, bitter smile on the weary face of a man who knows damn well what idealism that is.]

I envy you that comfort, sir, more than you know.

[Enjolras has seen that look before, on the face of Grantaire of all people. He is pretty used to seeing versions of it now.]

I have been lucky,certainly. My mistress was kind to place me as she did.

I won't begrudge you her kindness. But it's a rare sort of thing, and not what occurs naturally, at least not for those who look as I do.

[He means the half-breed, mostly, although the hair does not...help.]

The world you come from seems quite cruel then. Ours is hardly so much better for some, but that is still wrong. The world CAN be better than we've faced though. That is what I've striven for, at any rate.

The world is only as good as the people in it. They are what allows it to be what it is...but a world is never simply 'good' or 'bad', it just is.

You can't have only one or the other, and despite so many efforts, I haven't seen much change in basic human nature.

[That's where he stops himself, remembering what this post was initially about.] ...I believe I've said more than enough for one night. My concerns aren't really yours, nor should they need to be.

And doubtlessly, I am not of much help.

[Enjolras is aware that it is flawed yes, and fundamentally so, but he also knows that humanity has the power to rise above such things, and bring about a real republic, governed by the truth and just. A universal republic if what he saw there in his mind's eye on the barricade was at all real. But again perhaps not in his world.]

I welcomed your discussion points, Thank you.

Don't thank me for that.

[And Sei believes and knows in nothing but humanity finding ways to weaponize even the best of intentions, to say nothing of the worst. He won't tell Enjolras about the trenches, he won't tell him about the empty shallow hearts in that fabled land of the freedom. He won't tell him that people still starve and die and are tricked and pushed away from living happily by even the will of the people, because Enjolras has done nothing to deserve the history lesson, and Sei's bitter cynicism has limits to how casually cruel he can be.

Instead, he simply smiles tiredly, and reaches to turn off the feed.]

Bonne chance.

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