"You are not to move!"

Enjolras whisper yelled, his grasp firm on your shoulder as he watched your expression for any sign of protest or defiance, "Enough has been lost in this battle already, now stay." His words held a level of seriousness you had never seen before. Not even from him. You were adamant of proving your worth to Enjolras, to Les Amis de l'ABC as you were one of the few women on the front lines. Enjolras, on the other hand, was steadfast on keeping you out of the line of fire and deeming your actions rather nonsensical.

Even more now that the soldiers have attempted to move in on the barricades. You have done well to help fend them off, but Enjolras made sure to keep you reigned in for one reason or another. It caused a bit of stagnant air between you two that was steadily rising with each order he gave against your decisions.