Flak raised his head, glancing over at Marie when she spoke up. Glancing down at Gavroche, who was now grinning hopefully up at him, he let out a quiet huff. "I suppose. Just keep a close eye on him. We don't need any repeats of past actions." He murmured, lowering a brow at Gavroche. Risto's voice made the brute perk his ears and gaze over at the small feline, giving a nod. "Go ahead. I'm sure they could use your help." He responded.
"Woohoo!" Gavroche barked, leaping into the air. He was just excited to get out of that stupid dip after being cooped up there for so long. However, upon hearing Risto would be coming along, he frowned. "Great. That stupid cat's comin'..." He muttered under his breath, swatting at the dirt with his paw, but soon shrugging. "Oh well. 'Least I can get out of this dumb camp." He convinced himself, allowing his tail to resume its excited wagging.