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( He doesn't expect that he will take him up on that offer. It seems far too selfish to ask him for his company when he has no work for him, or nothing for him to do. He's surprised to see Soldat follow him into the room, but pleased. His lantern has been placed on the nightstand, and it casts a faint glow on his face as he turns to look at him. There's an extra blanket at the foot of his bed, for nights when it is too cold for him to sleep, and Javert offers it to him as he takes his place on the floor. )

Good night, Soldat.

( It doesn't take him long to fall asleep after that. Whether it is because of the company or the wine, he sleeps soundly. )