With an appreciative hum, Athos tips his head to the side, grinning faintly at Porthos' words, and then at Aramis'. They are both clean now, or near enough, and Porthos does appear dangerously close to falling asleep. Athos tips his head under the spray once more, and then steps out of the shower, water dripping off his body.

"Is it too late to join you?" he asks Porthos with perfect innocence.