Grantaire, on the other hand, lets out a sudden guffaw. He swallows it as soon as he can, turning to lean against the stone walls as he shakes with silent laughter.

Ariadne! He'd said it, hadn't he? Years of rambling off one useless, over-signified classical allusion after another, simply for something to say -- there's something enormously gratifying about finding one vindicated at last.