"Of course I remember you." He glances to Molotov at the same time as he moves his hands, folds his arms over his chest, knowing most people will watch the greater movement. Have a little faith in him, Molotov. "You're aware I'm a thief too, aren't you, Eponine? We have that in common, you and I."
He sighs, then smiles with an expression almost kindly. "So perhaps we could be a team for that reason. There are so few people who understand a robber's creed, am I right?"
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He sighs, then smiles with an expression almost kindly. "So perhaps we could be a team for that reason. There are so few people who understand a robber's creed, am I right?"