[ Gavroche nods. He only sort of understands it--Jehan hasn't been that descriptive and Gavroche only has half an idea--but the hand on his shoulder causes him to look over at the hand and wonder if it sometimes shook, just on it's own, like his did sometimes when he thought about the gunfire.
Action;
Instead, he nods a second time and continues: ]
I like it better when yer talkin' about poetry.