Still Warsman says nothing. It's very kind of her to say so- more kind than he could possibly ask from someone he only barely knows- but Eponine doesn't know who she's talking to. Instead, when he does speak, he focuses on her, eyes softening around the edges to a feathery glow. She's what's important here.
"I've seen and fought a lot of devils in my time, Miss Eponine- they used to call me 'The Black Devil' once upon a time- and, if you don't mind my saying so, you don't seem much like a devil to me." His voice is calm and even, and very heartfelt. It's true. Though it wouldn't do to say as much out loud, he looks at her and sees a young woman in a difficult situation. Someone to help rather than scorn.
As for himself, well... he sighs quietly. "They used to sneer when I was a child. It doesn't happen so much nowadays, but..." But he doesn't need to feel the rain of stones to know that he doesn't belong among most people, whatever they might be.
He lets the thought taper off, circling back to Eponine with dogged persistence. "'Borrow from a shop'?" He doesn't need to do much more than repeat her own words back at her; her meaning is fairly obvious. Still, he sounds more tired than disapproving, as if gently scolding her for putting her elbows on the table. "You know I normally can't approve of stealing."
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"I've seen and fought a lot of devils in my time, Miss Eponine- they used to call me 'The Black Devil' once upon a time- and, if you don't mind my saying so, you don't seem much like a devil to me." His voice is calm and even, and very heartfelt. It's true. Though it wouldn't do to say as much out loud, he looks at her and sees a young woman in a difficult situation. Someone to help rather than scorn.
As for himself, well... he sighs quietly. "They used to sneer when I was a child. It doesn't happen so much nowadays, but..." But he doesn't need to feel the rain of stones to know that he doesn't belong among most people, whatever they might be.
He lets the thought taper off, circling back to Eponine with dogged persistence. "'Borrow from a shop'?" He doesn't need to do much more than repeat her own words back at her; her meaning is fairly obvious. Still, he sounds more tired than disapproving, as if gently scolding her for putting her elbows on the table. "You know I normally can't approve of stealing."