“Check his wounds yourself, then.” Athos lacks the strength to argue further, but he insists upon that much. Aramis may not be a modern doctor, but he can check for infections and broken bones. By God, Athos will not have Porthos suffer further harm because they were too busy looking after his well-being.

Inhaling a few more slow, shuddering breaths, Athos allows Aramis and Porthos to help him to his feet. He is still trembling when he puts away his sword, but remains standing. “Home,” he says, voice still hoarse. “Let’s go home."