considering pre-canon for tushanshu

[chiot]

Oi--'ey there, missus, whatcha draggin' me out for, eh? Lemme go back to bein' the mayor of Saint Michele, I've got thin's to do!

An' normally I ain't given much to settin' thin's up but everyone relies on good ol' Gavroche to do his work, an' that's what I'm gonna do! No one's smarter than the pups, miss, not when it comes to who's who and what's what.

I don't need no turtle, I already got an elephant!

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[makeflowersgrow]

[Eponine bursts into laughter]

You ain't nuffin' if you ain't bold, Gavroche. I would like to see you beatin' 'em all, especially if it brings in an 'appier world.

[She shuts up when she hears of the Amis though]

The students? They are there? Is...

[She stops, thinking carefully. She wants to make it sound casual, to not betray her lust for a certain Baron]

Bet you don't know all the students there. Bet you an apple that you don't know if... If Marius is there.

[chiot]

[ ah-ah-ah. Not so fast. Gravroche outstretches his hand, eyebrows raised. Apple first, information after. ]

I do know.

[makeflowersgrow]

[Damnit. She'd hoped Gavroche wouldn't ask... Reluctantly, she pulls out a slightly old, slightly bruised apple]

You better tell me. This were my dinner today!

[chiot]

[ Gavroche's grin is more shit-kicking than mischievous, and he takes a big, big bite and makes a point of swallowing loudly. He's a twerp, but he still cares for his sister. Which is exactly why he hands it back. Really, he just wanted the bite. He'll find food somewhere else, or--if he's lucky--he'll be whisked away to this strange turtle-world before that. ]

He maybe be. He's like me--pendin' and all that. "Reserved". [ And, suspiciously ] You gonna come, too?

[makeflowersgrow]

[Eponine's eyes widen in surprise, but she doesn't even question why he's giving the apple back. She just accepts it and pockets it to eat later. To his question, she shrugs]

Maybe. Don't wanna be homeless again, and where I am now is about to be destroyed, apparently.

[Read - Sirens is closing!]

Perhaps a turtle'd be good - better than monsters anyway. Perhaps I'll come to.

[And with Marius, dear Marius... Yes. She'll give it a look!]

[chiot]

There ain't no such thing as monsters. [ Gavroche is still grinning, at least. ] M'sure les amis will welcome you again!