“Agreed.” Athos shifts in his seat, leaning back and closing his eyes. His muscles ache, and he knows that tomorrow will be a difficult day of contacting one distressed family after another. But as they rumble down the road, the sky barely beginning to turn pink, neither seems too troublesome. When the arrive at the Bramford a short time later, Athos lets Aramis pay, and then heads up to the building steps.