Combeferre: PONTMERCY! How have you been? Marius: Not talking up Napoleon, that’s for goddamn sure. Combeferre: BYGONES, MY LITTLE PENGUIN. BYGONES. Marius: I will never not be mildly terrified of you. Combeferre: So young. So cute. You must come back to the Musain. Marius: No, really. Terrified. Combeferre: I get that a lot. Come anyway. LOVE YOU, MEAN IT; BYE.