I would have done anything for him. He thought me useless.

[The somewhat flippant tone of his voice has softened, flattened out into something tired and a little bit melancholy. France decriminalized sodomy long before everyone else did, before Grantaire was even born, so this doesn't even make the list of things he's supposed to be saying right now. It wasn't the fact that Grantaire loved Enjolras that was the problem. It was the way he loved Enjolras to the detriment of everything else. The way that he thought of him less like a man and more like an untouchable god.]

And yet if he asked something of me, even now, I don't know that I could refuse.