As his hand falls away from the knob, he seems not to know quite what to do with himself; he runs his fingers through his hair, folds his hands behind his back, takes a few confused paces to the other side of the room. Then he turns back to Enjolras.
"A series of actions have taken place. You and I are the result of them. For a result to affect its cause, it's like a babe birthing its mother. Quite a sight to behold, I would imagine -- but the natural design fails to encompass it." He's pacing again, unevenly, steps marked with hesitation." Ah, well, that's how it seems to me, but I'm only a stupid man, after all; take pity on me, Enjolras, and explain these things to me."
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As his hand falls away from the knob, he seems not to know quite what to do with himself; he runs his fingers through his hair, folds his hands behind his back, takes a few confused paces to the other side of the room. Then he turns back to Enjolras.
"A series of actions have taken place. You and I are the result of them. For a result to affect its cause, it's like a babe birthing its mother. Quite a sight to behold, I would imagine -- but the natural design fails to encompass it." He's pacing again, unevenly, steps marked with hesitation." Ah, well, that's how it seems to me, but I'm only a stupid man, after all; take pity on me, Enjolras, and explain these things to me."