"I...was a bit chilled, yeah." Enjolras admits. "I think it might be...part of it, nerves?" It's a theory that he figures likely has some merit in the truth anyway. "I...you've been here long then." And it's infuriating, again, to think that anyone might treat their people like this.
"I did try when I noticed them coming." Enjolras nods. "And worth another when I get a conversation. I...my photographer got away, at least. I can imagine he'd be in far more danger than not." Proof they'd been sneaking around? No way. Landeau would be in a LOT of trouble here if this was what they'd thought appropriate in his case.
"Hector...Gantelet? Something like that?" Enjolras feels his head pounding but he IS trying to remember the right names and how they connect. "And it seems to me there definitely is something like that, but it's not so clear cut as he'd put it. Policies like this..." he winces. "Completely wrong. You're in no military prison so it's not an act of Cowardice as such......"
And then Enjolras is trailing off as someone new heads in, but has to laugh at the question. "I'm..." about the furthest thing from corporate They can imagine. he expects it drives his parents crazy sometimes, not that that's the issue here. It's not exactly a pleased laugh, by any means, and there's more than a trace of irony left there, in the silence.
"Why? Is that going to help or hurt my case, long term? I'd assume I have the right to contact my embassy before I give you details anyway. I'd swear it was somewhere in the immigration checkpoint signs."
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Date: 2016-05-15 07:28 am (UTC)"I did try when I noticed them coming." Enjolras nods. "And worth another when I get a conversation. I...my photographer got away, at least. I can imagine he'd be in far more danger than not." Proof they'd been sneaking around? No way. Landeau would be in a LOT of trouble here if this was what they'd thought appropriate in his case.
"Hector...Gantelet? Something like that?" Enjolras feels his head pounding but he IS trying to remember the right names and how they connect. "And it seems to me there definitely is something like that, but it's not so clear cut as he'd put it. Policies like this..." he winces. "Completely wrong. You're in no military prison so it's not an act of Cowardice as such......"
And then Enjolras is trailing off as someone new heads in, but has to laugh at the question. "I'm..." about the furthest thing from corporate They can imagine. he expects it drives his parents crazy sometimes, not that that's the issue here. It's not exactly a pleased laugh, by any means, and there's more than a trace of irony left there, in the silence.
"Why? Is that going to help or hurt my case, long term? I'd assume I have the right to contact my embassy before I give you details anyway. I'd swear it was somewhere in the immigration checkpoint signs."