Aramis nods, still saddened to think of Lito living such a life, but he cannot chip away at every mountain. Athos takes most of their resolve - all they can do is provide Lito with an ear when he needs it. "Go ahead and sit, Lito," he says, gesturing to the table. "Porthos and I will bring the food, and you can regale us with tales of your roles at home."