"Why, mademoiselle, next you will be telling me that you regularly attended political rallies," Combeferre grinned. Ever since arriving in Darrow, he had not been able to shake a tight knot of anxiety in his chest, but now, here, it loosened. "That must have been quite the thing to see. I imagine ladies like yourself were not the average spectator?" He had no judgment in his voice; if anything, there was admiration.