Combeferre shook his head. "You have not. Courfeyrac would not continue his teasing if he thought it would upset me. By all means, join him."
He smiled widely. "She is. She is ... quite special. Yes, I like her."
Courfeyrac gave an excited noise and clapped his hands. "I could tell! Combeferre, she would be wonderful for you. She is so.. engaged. So full of ... hope." He reached out and hugged Combeferre happily. "Maybe the man who married Enjolras and Grantaire can marry you two!"
Grantaire arrived just in time to hear that. He raised an eyebrow. "Who is getting married?" He moved over to Enjolras immediately, pressing a kiss to his forehead before sitting beside him. "Hello, my husband."
"No one is getting married with you," Combeferre insisted. "We have only just met. We are interested, but ... time will have to tell."