There really was no filter between Eponine's brain and her mouth. She spoke her mind, even if what was on it wasn't particularly interesting or relevant. "So I have observed," she teased, closing her eyes briefly as he kissed her head. If only she could describe to Marius how wonderful it felt when he kissed her.

"They are so beautiful...and best in the summer and spring. Azelma and I used to look at the flowers together. She tried to pick one once, but someone saw and we had to run." she smiled a little. "But that should not be a problem now."