Porthos laughs heartily and warmly as he shares a glance with Aramis, popping a chocolate onto his lower lip and leaning in to give it a nudge with the tip of his tongue, kissing Aramis' chin afterwards as he strokes his fingers over Athos' back. "When we weren't fucking each other silly into dehydration, yeah," Porthos agrees, smirking for the crudeness he now feels free to share.