Lucien Enjolras

"And it answers our needs; I think we've thought long enough about a printing press to have at least sown the seeds of one." He bumps his shoulder companionably against Enjolras's as they walk. (In his own world, Laertes, too, had been aloof. It pleases him more than he can say, that he has a friend with whom he is not afraid to be seen holding hands.) "We should start on this floor--a printing press would be too heavy for the upper stories."