Porthos leans hard against the touch, but he pushes himself to smile like nothing is amiss, trying to give that sense even if he doesn't feel that way and will be sleeping with one arm wrapped firmly around Aramis tonight. "It's nothing, really," he insists, trying to be modest. "I've had time to practice and the materials it takes to make such fine things are affordable here."
He's beginning to feel like no matter what he says, Athos will take it as insult to his plan to return back. Porthos' greater worry is that even knowing everything he would have to give up, Athos might prey on that small flicker of brotherhood and force him back to a life he doesn't want anymore.
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Date: 2014-10-13 08:07 pm (UTC)He's beginning to feel like no matter what he says, Athos will take it as insult to his plan to return back. Porthos' greater worry is that even knowing everything he would have to give up, Athos might prey on that small flicker of brotherhood and force him back to a life he doesn't want anymore.