[Actually, Enjolras looks rather serious as he considers it more carefully for a moment. There are always those within a group who might betray it. Yes, he knows this is not a time or place to think of such things, but, he cannot help remembering Le Cabuc, the gun in his hand, the weight of the gun as Malicant offered it...It takes a moment, but he's shoving that back instead.]
The odds are fairly good that most of us hope to survive and will do a lot to make that happen, aren't they? We ought to be all right.
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[Actually, Enjolras looks rather serious as he considers it more carefully for a moment. There are always those within a group who might betray it. Yes, he knows this is not a time or place to think of such things, but, he cannot help remembering Le Cabuc, the gun in his hand, the weight of the gun as Malicant offered it...It takes a moment, but he's shoving that back instead.]
The odds are fairly good that most of us hope to survive and will do a lot to make that happen, aren't they? We ought to be all right.