Aramis doesn't want either of them to go down, he wants to grab them both by the shirt and haul them away from here, but he knows that is the fear talking. There are lives at stake, more than just their own. He steps forward and pulls Porthos to him, not to run but to kiss him, and a kiss for Athos follows.

"I'll be behind you both," he promises, for he would follow them anywhere, even into this wretched hole.