She flinched away, as soon as she felt his arm shift. Of course he would not want her really. Even this great lump wouldn't want her. Nobody would ever want Eponine ever again. Not that they particularly had before. But now...

She pulled her knees up to her chest, balancing her chin on her knees. She wrapped her arms about, pulling herself in close.

"Perhaps. But I do not think so. Everybody wants me dead. I shall die all alone, over and over, until I die for good."