"And they imprisoned you for this." Fantine felt vaguely ill. "What you must see in your dreams!" She was almost happy that he didn't see her in his dreams.
She couldn't help herself, entirely; when he turned those eyes on her, Fantine craned her neck upward and very lightly caught his lips. It wasn't even intended to be very amorous; it was a reminder of her love, and of their lives now.