[At the little pull of his hand, Enjolras lets it slip a little towards her shoulders, his hand finding her hair a moment later, and stroking it in what he hopes is a soothing motion.]
Autas, ben son autas, Mai s'abaissaràn, E meis amoretas Vèrs ieu revendràn.
["And my dear love will come back to me", the lyrics go, and the hope there is evident in his voice as he continues smoothing Eponine's hair, a bit. Whether that means Courfeyrac, or another love for her, it is hard to say, but the idea that they might see Courfeyrac again is one that he can hope for too, from his own perspective. Perhaps it may be possible, and the idea it may has a comfort to it, anyway.
This is where his knowledge of the song begins to trail off. There are more verses, something with an almond tree, but it has been so long since he's heard his father singing it, or really thought about Cassis as more than something of a pleasant memory that he trails off there, giving Eponine a little smile as he does so.]
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Autas, ben son autas,
Mai s'abaissaràn,
E meis amoretas
Vèrs ieu revendràn.
["And my dear love will come back to me", the lyrics go, and the hope there is evident in his voice as he continues smoothing Eponine's hair, a bit. Whether that means Courfeyrac, or another love for her, it is hard to say, but the idea that they might see Courfeyrac again is one that he can hope for too, from his own perspective. Perhaps it may be possible, and the idea it may has a comfort to it, anyway.
This is where his knowledge of the song begins to trail off. There are more verses, something with an almond tree, but it has been so long since he's heard his father singing it, or really thought about Cassis as more than something of a pleasant memory that he trails off there, giving Eponine a little smile as he does so.]