Porthos cranes his neck up curiously (already resolved to do this and so much more with Aramis at the first chance he gets). "What's so great about your apartment that's keeping you there? Because if it's Clem, I can see why," he jokes, but there's a thread of seriousness in it, his face softening to think of kids. "I already figure when we have our first, I won't see Aramis for a year for all the time he'll spend with the child."
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