Porthos' smile turns gentle and reassuring. "Nah," he promises. "Don't worry. I'm loyal and Aramis knows as much. It's a drink," he promises. "And I won't make any moves on you so long as you don't make any on me," he teases with a smirk, thinking they can go to the local pub around the corner. "Besides, Aramis lets his anger show with near-misses from a rifle. He's our best shot in the garrison."