"He fired me because I was arrested, Madame. You are right to call me a thief. He did not realise, I do not think, just what I am." She shrugs. "He would not get me out of jail. This is why, now, I must work for M'sieur Gold. But it is no matter."
Eponine folds her arms across her chest. Is Hattie lying to her?
"Marius pities me. And his friend, M'sieur Enjolras... do you think Deadpool does, too? He gives me food and things..."
She moves back into the room. Had she been alone, she would have sat on the bed, but as Hattie was staring right at her, she sat on the floor with her back to the bed.
"Do you really see potential in me? Just as a servant, though?"
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"He fired me because I was arrested, Madame. You are right to call me a thief. He did not realise, I do not think, just what I am." She shrugs. "He would not get me out of jail. This is why, now, I must work for M'sieur Gold. But it is no matter."
Eponine folds her arms across her chest. Is Hattie lying to her?
"Marius pities me. And his friend, M'sieur Enjolras... do you think Deadpool does, too? He gives me food and things..."
She moves back into the room. Had she been alone, she would have sat on the bed, but as Hattie was staring right at her, she sat on the floor with her back to the bed.
"Do you really see potential in me? Just as a servant, though?"