Porthos hadn't really expected victory. He'd thought this would just be one of the first moves forward, eventually bringing them to some sort of agreement, but now his entire face lights up with the joy of it, so pleased and proud. "I'm not gonna rush out and tell people," he promises, squeezing Athos' hand and Aramis' in turn. "But now, when people ask about me and my love life, I can tell them that you're as loved as Aramis, in the same way."

"It was hard, two weeks with you so young, not being able to share it with anyone but each other, a touch," he admits, not sure if Aramis had felt the same.