"I didn't like the money, at first, that came in automatically. So I thieved a bit, saw how quick my fingers still were," he says, rubbing his nose against the blanket and curling in on himself as he reaches for the wine to sip at it, thirsty in a way he hasn't been in ages. "Eventually, I got myself used to the idea that I could deserve those funds. Maybe that's why I spend them so often. Better to lavish you and Aramis with gifts than waste it gambling."

"Though, Aramis wants to improve on the flat and between that, the businesses, and the wedding, we haven't got enough money," he says, the fretting he's been burying coming up slowly.