Porthos grins as he starts to rub his fingers through it heavily. "I never knew how much time you spent on this look of yours," he confesses, still a touch shocked by it, given that he'd never shared a bathroom with Aramis before. Now, their domestic mornings of sleepily working around each other is something he never wants to trade.

"Are you to become a morning person for her? Wake up while I do yoga and tame her hair before mine?"