Luther slipped past her, moving to the cabinet to get a glass. As she turned red, he guessed she needed one too - until she spoke. Luther paused, looking to her before getting that additional glass. Alright, something was off - or he was being paranoid. At this point, both were as likely to be true.
"I was fine. Talked to one of the people on the first floor who needed help." His mouth twisted downwards as he thought of his luck. If Valjean showed up at this point, Luther wasn't sure what he'd do. Enjolras was only the next worst thing that could show after Marius. "He's from the book." There wasn't any need to specify that after all.