She couldn't help but laugh. Marius was adorable when he was flustered like this, and it was so very easy to make him blush. "Hints are not something I give," Eponine kissed his cheek. "If I need to go, I will tell you."

"I cannot wait for tomorrow. I used to go to the parks in Paris when I was younger...lots of people there did not keep their eyes on their pockets." She'd always loved them anyway, for their pretty flowers and soft grass. She would have slept there if the police didn't keep chasing her out.

She let her head rest on his shoulder, half-closing her eyes as she continued to trace with the very tips of her fingers. "It will be better, I think, with you there."