Marius stared at Joly, uncomprehending for a long moment, then said, almost dismissively, "I cannot remember."

There was more than a little irritation in his voice now; after all he just said, all they had agreed upon, why was Joly still concerned about whether or not he had consumed anything? He could not make himself eat, anyhow, not when his portion can be handed to Cosette, instead. He didn't care if he was weak; he could die from starvation or dehydration and it would have been worth it knowing that he had saved her.

"I will need to leave, you realize." For all his bravado, his voice cracked when he made an attempt to raise its volume. And yet he continued, "I will not allow any of you to starve."