Marius turned around on the spot, twirling Cosette happily. "This is wonderful!" His brow furrowed as he set her down. "Are we? I mean, you are not married to me. Should we - I don't know, marry again?" He looked over at Grantaire.
Grantaire shrugged. "Don't look to me for questions of propriety." He nodded to his hand, still clasped in Enjolras'. He smirked slightly.