Enjolras, Courfeyrac, Joly, and now Bossuet--Bossuet, hale and bright-eyed and unhurt. Combeferre fears he is in danger of a very Romantic death (well, re-death, if such a thing is possible) from emotional extremes, first the heartbreak of the barricade, and now this joy that renders him almost incapable of speech.
Almost. "You were right about the Bar," Combeferre says, while still hugging Bossuet. "I thought that was wishful thinking, but apparently not. It is--" No, he's not going to start weeping again, he won't allow it. He takes a deep breath before continuing. "It's indescribably good to see you again."
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Date: 2014-12-19 12:17 am (UTC)Almost. "You were right about the Bar," Combeferre says, while still hugging Bossuet. "I thought that was wishful thinking, but apparently not. It is--" No, he's not going to start weeping again, he won't allow it. He takes a deep breath before continuing. "It's indescribably good to see you again."