Cuddling. He was - someone wanted to put their arm around her and hug her and love her! Eponine couldn't help but snuggle into Orc, resting one hand on his chest. This wasn't just pretence, not done for show. She truly was grateful for the love he was showing her, and she couldn't help but reciprocate, just a little bit. And he thought she sounded smart. Now that stoked her ego just a little bit more.

"Marius and Enjolras, they are usual names in Paris. My name, now that is a strange one. My mama read a book and saw it and thought it beautiful. And the same for my sister, Azelma. And my brother, Gavroche, also. But to me, Orc is a funny name. It sounds silly to me."