Aramis reaches ginger fingers over Athos' scalp, shining his torch in his eyes when he feels a bump. "We shall have matching lumpy heads," he assesses, "But we will survive."

Stepping back, Aramis turns for the stairs. "And there are three conscious, I must check the others for signs of life now that the danger has passed. An ambulance is coming for any survivors. Porthos, do not let him attempt the stairs on his own just yet."