Oh. Oh God. It was actually him. Marius Pontmercy, in the flesh, and alive... true, Azelma had told her as such, but to actually see it was another thing altogether. Éponine had to force herself to speak, hardly daring to take her eyes away from the scene before her.
"This... is Monsieur Marius." She wasn't going to trouble him with any other titles. Not least because he wouldn't understand them.