Athos flinches, though he knows he deserves the question. In dozens of small ways, his behavior has been abominable, and in his ignorance and innocence he had said things of Porthos that now, as Athos the musketeer, he would not have let stand. Selfishly, he might wish that Porthos could see that the stammering, foolish boy he had been bore no connection to the man he is now, but he knows that is an unfair expectation.
"I have only thought the best of you, from the moment we met." Athos raises his eyes, and after an uncertain moment reaches to rest his hand on Porthos', afraid that even the slightest embrace will be rejected. "My esteem has only ever grown."
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Date: 2015-05-18 09:33 pm (UTC)"I have only thought the best of you, from the moment we met." Athos raises his eyes, and after an uncertain moment reaches to rest his hand on Porthos', afraid that even the slightest embrace will be rejected. "My esteem has only ever grown."