He presses Joly's hand a little tighter than necessary. "Bah. I wadt to rebember it all because it was abazig. But just dow I thig I had better practice being Bossuet."

Which is a distressing thing to admit. Even more distressing is the certainty he'd felt that Bossuet--Joly--Bahorel--Enjolras--all of them were fictional characters. Characters he'd had opinions about, some of them, though Bossuet and Joly hadn't been as memorable as others.

He wraps himself tightly around Joly. There, make it really awkward to change back.

"Mmmbph. I propose stayig in bed ad dot travelig amog addy stars at all. --Oh. Say. Jolllly, we could try agaid to figure out the tele-whatsit."