"If he, or another of his era, comes here--well. I suppose we may make ourselves wink out of existence if we induce them to change anything." Combeferre squeezes Enjolras's hand as he speaks; he doesn't believe this will happen, but the barricade even now is too fresh in his mind to take it lightly. "Though I doubt it. I think it will simply make their world split from ours. But...it would be worth it."