Porthos shoots Aramis a pleased smile at the thank you, though he's beginning to flag. His eyes are half open and he knows until he gets in the water, he's prone to falling properly asleep. "Nah, you did all that groundwork." Porthos doesn't mention that he'd been doing it to stay away, he suspects, but he thinks that to be the truth.
He opens the door and starts the slow, aching work of divesting himself of his weapons, leather and bones creaking in tandem.
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Date: 2016-05-20 10:07 pm (UTC)He opens the door and starts the slow, aching work of divesting himself of his weapons, leather and bones creaking in tandem.