[[OOC: Apologies! Trying to write my university dissertation! Finally starting my redrafts so shouldn't take long!]]

Gavroche frowned, nibbling at the fruit and listening to what the blonde lady had to say. "Aen't no such fings as monsters... aen't there?" Though, humans as monsters he'd seen plently of on the streets but that wasn't necessarily what the lady meant now, was it? "Just need somewhere ta be. Aen't got a lotta fight in me." Again; not strictly true, he had a lot of fight for the right things, but this didn't feel like the right thing.