I have. My brother even gave me a sort of...what would you call it? A pep talk.

[But she shakes her head.]

He does not reciprocate, even though...

[She trails off. Aphrodite's festival may have reawakened feelings she had long stuffed down, but for Enjolras, it was only another day where the gods tampered with their lives.

She rubs his shoulder, frowning.]

Forgive me. It's not my place...I am here to comfort you, Jehan.