Combeferre flinches. He'd forgotten, briefly, that Enjolras and Courfeyrac were from an 1832 barricade slightly divergent from his own, and that it had diverged thanks to their own efforts and Bossuet's. Not truly forgotten, of course, but it had slipped from the forefront of his mind.
It's eerie to think of. Combeferre doesn't especially enjoy eeriness.
"An alternative Hugo--from a time that no longer exists, because we changed it?" (Does that mean that Enjolras and Courfeyrac, in some theoretical way, no longer exist, since they're from a future whose past was changed?)
"No, I didn't see Father Christmas," Combeferre continues. Though he was both surprised and intrigued to learn of the old legend's existence.
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Date: 2015-01-20 04:57 am (UTC)From:It's eerie to think of. Combeferre doesn't especially enjoy eeriness.
"An alternative Hugo--from a time that no longer exists, because we changed it?" (Does that mean that Enjolras and Courfeyrac, in some theoretical way, no longer exist, since they're from a future whose past was changed?)
"No, I didn't see Father Christmas," Combeferre continues. Though he was both surprised and intrigued to learn of the old legend's existence.