[ Grantaire is taken by surprise. His eyes wide, he flails so wildly that he nearly strikes Sid in the face by mistake, but he is, almost fortunately, far too drunk to be of any real harm to anyone. ]

Just leave me here.

[ He sounds utterly miserable, but his fight becomes strictly verbal. He throws no punches, neither kicks nor squirms in an attempt to get away. Instead, he just…talks more, sounding more pitiful than he does convincing. ]

Monsieur, just leave me. This is the safest place I can be until morning. Enjolras will not care. He disdains me enough as it is.

[ He pulls another person’s name into it out of nowhere, but at least he gives evidence that he knows someone, even if it is someone in Wyver. ]