"The world cares little for fair, mon ami," Enjolras reminded him with a wry smile. "Particularly this world. If fair was a factor, our friends would be here with us. If fair mattered, it wouldn't have taken you so long ago. It wouldn't take us to places where we can die so merrily." He shrugged his shoulders and leaned back to nestle into the cushions. "I try to face every day as it comes but I can't help knowing it could all change tomorrow."
He sat thoughtfully for a bit. There'd been a lot said but he couldn't help thinking about one thing in particular. "Grantaire... I won't postpone the wedding. Not even for you. That isn't fair to Eponine. But..." The next bit was going to break his heart but he had to do what was right for Grantaire. "If you choose not to attend...if it's too much, I'll understand. I certainly can't blame you for it."
It killed him. A part of him was certain Grantaire had been brought because the Seal knew how badly he needed his friend. If Grantaire chose not to attend, he would have to find a new best man. But if it was better for 'Taire in the end, then that might have to be the way it was.