[And his nod there is serious. That is something Enjolras cannot doubt, somehow.It makes sense to him that it is the case, and while what she is saying is quite different from his general inability to relate to people, he knows the feeling that something is wrong inside of you quite well enough. ]

I do believe you, and that you could. I believe that you have lived in darkness for far longer than any of us strayed from the light, and that darkness, and what one may have to do in it, causes a harm even if one is not actually hurt.

Long before the July Revolution, I thought it would be easy to repair such things if we simply could change the world. I had not counted on such injury being permanent.

[And he's shaking his head in disgust here. Not at Eponine, never at Eponine, but at his much younger self.]

I was so naive and stupid then. I think some things cannot be healed, though perhaps they can be helped a little if someone knows the way. We are both far from being healed, and your darkness is different, but perhaps here, there is some way.

Thank you for all that you've shown me. I believe we do at that.