It wasn't something she recognised as an offer at all. Who would really offer to teach Eponine anything? She wasn't worth the bother, surely?
Still, her eyes lit up before she flicked her gaze back down to focus on the grease-stained paper bag.

"I do not have the time to practise, I am afraid...or I have not... I do not have a book or a pen. Marius lent me one once though."