"Oh! But I'm not surprised. He won't harm anyone, he will save everyone he can, that's his way." Fantine shakes her head. "Thank you--at least I will have that to confront him with, if he tries to be silly again!"

Fantine frowns. "Your friends were there? What barricade was this? The one you...died in?"

...she's not actually well up on what happened in 1832.