"Not me." Eponine replied with a smile. "I don't care. Not if someone should follow me. What should they do to me? I might be a woman, but I am not so soft as you."

She came closer. "Where do you work? I always thought to work, but 'Parnasse had his ideas. Didn't need to."

That didn't even look true. She might not be doomed to the rags she wore when she was truly alive, but it was obvious that Eponine's grunge wasn't a fashion choice alone.

"What will you give me if I walk you home? No one shall dare to attack if you're near me. I swear."

She conveniently didn't mention that vampires weren't allowed to hunt in London any more.