Cosette lets herself be led, smiling and laughing as she follows Courfeyrac the whole way back to the table. It's probably a little straightforward, but if she's already interrupting their dinner, then there's really no reason for dithering about; she picks a spot close enough where they're not outright violating their personal couple space and gives his hand a quick squeeze before taking a breath.

"All those days, watching from the windows, all those years outside looking in..."