( He startles, not so much out of fear — for there is very little that Javert fears, and it is certainly not magic fire — but out of surprise. His eyes widen, and he looks as if he's about to shout, to order the man to extinguish the flame, but then it's gone. And Javert is left standing there gaping like a ninny. )
Are you mad?
( He huffs, tugging down on the front of his uniform, righting himself. His scowl returns. )
Setting a fire in this place. And for what? It is not as if you impressed anyone.
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Are you mad?
( He huffs, tugging down on the front of his uniform, righting himself. His scowl returns. )
Setting a fire in this place. And for what? It is not as if you impressed anyone.