[ Enjolras settled into a chair opposite the other, throwing his massive wings over the back of it, instead of trying to sit upon them, or tuck them in. They were simply too large and unruly to manage comfortably that way. Sighing, for a moment he sat in silence with the other, staring down at the space of concrete between them with a frown as he considered where to start.

After a moment, he rose his head again. To meet the other's gaze, if Athelstan would show him the courtesy. ]

I do not blame you for what occurred. I asked you to do it; I forgive you for it. Let us begin there. I would ask you, too, not to judge yourself so harshly for engaging in that which was freely given.