[Gavroche makes the mental note to go back to the area he woke up in] Could 'ave done, I suppose. Didn't really look to see, to be 'onest about it, 'Ponine. Was more curious about where I was now. [He hasn't noticed the starin' so much. Or more, well, he lives among the poorest of the poor. He's used to the staring]
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