Enjolras is halfway through his speech when she walks in. It was a fairly standard one in his repertoire, about the disparity between the food supply the people have access to versus the greater one the rich have, so he was able to keep on track without stumbling- but there’s something about her that captures his attention- there’s something off.
It’s not strange for women to show up to the meetings, it’s heavily encouraged even, so it’s not that. He can’t lay his finger on it, though, and it unsettles him. He sits back down after finishing, giving the crowd a nod as he does. He looks back out to the woman, wondering if she was genuinely interested...or here for other reasons. When the rally was finished, and if she was still around, he would try to approach her. For now, he waits.