[Were it not for his hyper awareness of his friend's presence, Enjolras might not have noticed the way in which he pulls back, leaning slightly against the familiar pressure of Combeferre's hand on his shoulder. This is real, he could catch himself thinking. It was comforting, no matter how he felt out being the one to break the news to his friend.]

There-- No one seems to think that there is much to be done for it, I am afraid. The people here have next to no contact with the Districts and no reason to question their existence. The people in the Districts are too afraid for what meager lives they have to think themselves capable of acting against the Capitol. And far too many of the people brought to this place are accepting of a barbaric system if it allows them to live easily for a good portion of the year.