That was a little flinch right there as he was grabbed. It wasn't that Enjolras had problems with being touched. Just...being touched by people he didn't know well and trust. Even his sleeve. It wasn't enough to completely freeze him in place, and he followed along, reminding himself that she was probably a little drunk, and that most people wouldn't think this was a problem at all.
And then, well, Mouse Ears were another distraction that he hadn't counted on and considered the sets. "No, pink wouldn't suit." he found himself agreeing. "The red, perhaps. A friend suggested it's my color."