"Okay, so pointless isn't quite as bad somehow." Enjolras decided. "And it sounds more...like you, I suppose." That was always Grantaire's thing, pointing out the problems in most wide eyed idealism. It was fine though, annoying as it could be. Enjolras would never say it to his face, but having someone shoot holes in his dearly held beliefs and the things that he was passionate about was probably good for all of them in the long run.
"Either way...I do appreciate this." he said, giving Grantaire a nod. "If you would." He'd owe him a favor someday, he decided. Which was a strange, strange thought, and slightly annoying because the circumstances he imagined doing this favor in were ones he wasn't accustomed to. Not that he thought Grantaire would ask but somehow honor or something like it demanded he do that. He'd keep it to himself for now though, anyway.