"Oh, don't give his ego the attention," Porthos groans, as if he already knows that allowing Aramis to think he's perfect will be endlessly bad for them, even though he agrees (and his warm smile says as much). He watches them both with hooded eyes and an eager and hungry look on his face, ready for his turn after. "I know both of you want to spend," he murmurs. "I think you should, as soon as it grows too much."