“Listen, Montparnasse, do you hear those cries in the prison? You have seen all those lights.”
A pause ensued. The old man seemed absorbed in profound thought. He stood motionless, and did not relax his hold on Montparnasse.
Gavroche persisted:—
“What are you up to to-night?”
Again Montparnasse took a grave tone, and said, mouthing every syllable: “Things.”
but what if montparnasse was really short like 5’5”-5’7”
like he’s terrifying and could definitely kill you but he also fits in your pocket