​ ​"I don't know what he was thinking of it, I really don't." Joly taps his fingers against his knee for a moment. "Sometimes it's as if he--thinks we haven't considered that we might get in trouble, which--!" Joly laughs, and holds his hands out helplessly. They're all dead, what else is there to say on that front?

"But I think it's a useful warning all the same-- at least we might speak to Monsieur Fauchelevent when we see him again, and let him know we were noticed."