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After he's helped to get d'Artagnan settled away in the city, both allowing him to see the flat and then turning him loose on Darrow again, Porthos had made his way home. Aramis isn't there yet, but Porthos takes his time wandering their place and setting up enough candles that he doesn't have to turn any of the lights on. Maybe it's d'Artagnan's arrival, but he's reminded of how much Aramis didn't like the lights to begin with. He pours a few glasses of wine while he plays something on the player (or it is radio? Jim had explained, but Porthos hadn't paid much attention).

Tugging off his doublet and shirt, Porthos happily exchanges his old clothes for something more comfortable in a pair of black trousers and a t-shirt that shows a small peek of his tattoo as he finishes up with a bit of tidying around the place, easing Athos out of the way when he needs to be.

He's pleased beyond belief that d'Artagnan is there, but it does bring up the worrying question -- do they tell him? And if they do, how? Porthos had sort of given up hope of anyone else turning up and while it isn't as nervewracking as Athos, it's more somehow. Because, after all, what if d'Artagnan decides he hates them for it?

Porthos tries to put that out of mind as he finishes his first glass of red wine, pouring his second as he lights a few more candles with the setting sun.