"So we are hunted here as well?" She's seen hunts, of course, but Montparnasse's knack of slipping out of enemies' grasps, and her own knowledge of the labyrinthine sewers beneath Paris have kept her safe so far.
"It's funny, isn't it? When I were a little girl, my Mama used to tell me stories of vampires and that - just make believe, you know? And they were always the ones that are feared. Now though, we are back at the bottom. Stupid, innit?" She grins properly. "It's always so - the world always turns, I think."

Seeing Evie's expression though, Eponine's smile becomes wry. "Free, Madame? Am I free? Does a Sire's bond not reach across an ocean, then? Or p'raps it is that we're not so free here? I'd rather know now if 'Parnasse has set me up again."