Grantaire pauses again, reaching out to brace his hand against the wall, fingers splayed.
What will the consequences be? Surely, surely the world won't sit tamely back and allow itself to be unraveled by a ghost; it's some dim sense of this, more even than of the political dangers, that caused Grantaire to invite Enjolras in and to shut the door. Not that a closed door is any protection against forces such as these.
A wiser man -- or a man who loved himself better -- would balk before the risks.
But, as he's already stated, Grantaire is not a wise man, and as for himself -
- well, what's one ghost? Or, for that matter, one death? Nonexistence, after all, was all he ever asked for.
Slowly, he begins to smile.
"You'll chastise me," he says. "Well! That's fair, it's a serious matter. Forgive me if I laugh, but I can't help it -- it's the best joke I can conceive of playing on the universe. And how this universe deserves it!"
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What will the consequences be? Surely, surely the world won't sit tamely back and allow itself to be unraveled by a ghost; it's some dim sense of this, more even than of the political dangers, that caused Grantaire to invite Enjolras in and to shut the door. Not that a closed door is any protection against forces such as these.
A wiser man -- or a man who loved himself better -- would balk before the risks.
But, as he's already stated, Grantaire is not a wise man, and as for himself -
- well, what's one ghost? Or, for that matter, one death? Nonexistence, after all, was all he ever asked for.
Slowly, he begins to smile.
"You'll chastise me," he says. "Well! That's fair, it's a serious matter. Forgive me if I laugh, but I can't help it -- it's the best joke I can conceive of playing on the universe. And how this universe deserves it!"