Enjolras is out for a walk. The grounds aren't so much of interest, especially with the number of times he's traversed the same ground over these months. But the exercise is -- for all his love of libraries and thought and discussion, he's not a man made for a wholly sedentary life -- and sometimes one meets friends or interesting strangers outside.

Ysalwen isn't exactly either, at this point, but she's also definitely not someone he expected to see doing... basic fencing exercises?