He shrugs. "Claudius knows of it, you may as well, too. Grantaire does not know all of it." He finishes forming the dough into three equal sized balls and covers them, settling back against the counter. "I mentioned, I think, after we were forced to speak truths...I killed a man, for dishonoring the barricade. He had killed an innocent, so I killed him. It was very easy to distance myself from everything, in pursuit of our goals."