Bahorel's memory catches up with his reflexes a hair too late. He grimaces as Feuilly's papers hit the floor." --Damnation. Sorry, Feuilly."

They should probably pick stuff up, but...Bahorel holds up a cuffed hand. That's going to take coordination and not being twitchy at each other. "It's the plague of the day. No invention of mine!" He nods, in disgust, to the cuffs linking Enjolras and the spy.

...And ugh. Of course the spy laughs at Feuilly losing his papers. It would be a cheap bully's trick, if it weren't an accident, not funny at all, so of course.