Gavroche let Kol take the lead, though he did give him a sideways glance. "Try me." He was a child, but he was no idiot, he knew when someone was trying to lie to him. But he was also more open minded that most adults he knew. Maybe it was part of being young, that imagination that hadn't quite been beaten down by hard living just yet.
"How much more?" A look of excitement appeared in his eyes, before he looked momentarily dubious. "Not cabbage, right? I hate cabbage, never going to be hungry enough to eat that." Why eat yucky green stuff when there were tables of bread rolls waiting to be swiped by a quick hand?