Porthos twines his fingers with Aramis' and clasps him tight as he grins at the both of them, snorting with a sudden burst of laughter for Athos' comment. He's hardly patient, but his care and love for the other two outweigh his neediness in this situation. He gives them both a wry smirk as he settles back against the board, slouching and knees falling to the side. "You asking to do something about it?"