Porthos smiles fondly, to think that they're still running off like mad. "I wish I had a good story to tell you, but we spend all of our time together," he says, though something does occur to him. "I did take one of the photography contracts while you were healing, though," he admits, because it had been so quick that he hadn't even told Aramis because it had slipped his mind.

He grins and lets out a quiet huff. "Only you and Athos might recognize it, though."