Grantaire shook his head. "She won't compare you. I don't compare. Yes you look alike but..." He shook his head. "You're all different. None of you are so similar that I'd consider comparing you. Neither will she. You're hers. She knew you first. And besides, Enjolras ... Isn't perfect. Don't tell anyone I said that," he added with a wink.
"But she loves you. It's hard to... Hard to believe that but she's seen something in you. Just... Try to not dismiss it when she says it. Believing it comes later. You will start to, though." He ducked his head, smiling to himself.