( Titles mean little here, but they still carry some meaning. Javert's spine straightens minutely, realizing that he may be speaking to a naval captain — or so he hopes. The handshake catches him off guard, and he seems to be at war with himself over whether or not he should accept it, before he relents. )
Inspector Javert.
( He says, sharing his title even though it feels wrong. Must he now introduce himself as M. Javert? That feels strange, too. )
Though perhaps not an inspector anymore. I cannot be one if I am dead, after all.
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Inspector Javert.
( He says, sharing his title even though it feels wrong. Must he now introduce himself as M. Javert? That feels strange, too. )
Though perhaps not an inspector anymore. I cannot be one if I am dead, after all.