Porthos leans heavily into Aramis' helping arms, feeling helpless but knowing that the immediate threat is over (though there's still plenty to fear in the city). He'll get Aramis to patch him up again after, but right now, they have to worry about Athos. "Aramis, hug him," he insists gruffly.

"Or Athos, step into his arms, but I need one of you to embrace the other."