Marius certainly did not want Courfeyrac biting off Signless's fingers either, but neither did he want him to worry, so he allowed himself to be dragged with little resistance.

He chewed on his lower lip as he gazed through the fog, wondering what the right answer was. He could not deny that he found difficulty thinking as Cinderella would, but the tale she was named after came to mind.

"P-Perhaps in a pumpkin?" Now he did not kid often, and immediately after that his cheeks grew hot from embarrassment because it was a clearly terrible joke. It was furthermore one he could not make to anyone, anyone else but Courfeyrac.

It's a shame he had completely forgotten the ever-constant cameras that had undoubtedly captured and immortalized it.