[ R watches with a small smile of respect as Enjolras dismisses his protection and comes toward the murdering stranger. His hand goes to the strap on his shoulder, readjusting his bag before looking up- ah, he was taller than R remembered. Or perhaps he just suddenly felt small and insignificant beneath the righteous expression. ]

You're in a lot of danger. I wanted to advise that you be careful. [ He clears his throat as he takes a breath to continue. The voice is hoarser than usual, from disuse and the unexpected level of concern it carries. ]

I would recommend leaving Paris - or at the very least to stay hidden for a while.