Actually, I had hoped that since you are generally well liked by everyone, you might help me in speaking with the other's.

[ He knows how he can come across, sometimes- but Hershel on the other hand... well, everyone seems to like him. The same cannot always be said for Enjolras, for how strongly he knows he comes across, but in the heat of the moment can not seem to temper himself; to quiet himself down. ]

This is what I hope for. That all of us are able to come together. [ He doesn't really like touching people, or being touched in return- but this, he knows, is necessary. Or at least, he sees it as necessary. He reaches out, placing his hand upon Hershel's shoulder. Establishing connection. ] In solidarity we may persevere. We might all go home.