Can't Stop, Won't Stop, Might Stop

If it weren’t for the poor state she was in Éponine might have better heard the approach of a stranger. It wasn’t until she heard his voice that Ép became aware of his presence. Startled she snapped her head upward, gaze focusing on the male with slightly narrowed eyes. Though she was truthfully of a submissive nature when it came down to it the female was a lot of talk and hot air. “What makes you think that?” Came her rather snippy reply. Ép had no idea where this guy was from... Who he was... Why should she trust him?

Another coughing fit shook her body. She turned her head away from him as she finished, ears pinned back as she lifted her head in the air like some spoiled princess. “...alright so maybe I do. But why do you care? Who are you?” She didn’t want to look him in the eyes, less he see the embarrassment she had at her own weakness.