Porthos has been looking for somebody to spar with, and his first thoughts always go to his fellow Musketeers. He's turned to the door closest to his first, and he smiles when it opens, because Aramis will not refuse him. He probably needs this as much as Porthos does; they do not do well without action.
He did not expect Aramis to be holding a baby in his arms. He's about to ask whose baby this is - surely his friend hasn't had time to make anyone at the hotel pregnant, but given the fact that some of the ladies here aren't exactly human, Porthos isn't dismissing the possibility entirely. He's about to ask, when he notices the fleur-de-lis on the blanket the baby is wrapped in. All babies look fairly alike to him, for the most part, but this one does seem a little familiar.
"...is that the Dauphin?" he asks, frowning in confusion - and hope. He would feel better with the Dauphin here, and safe, than anywhere Rochefort can get to him.
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Date: 2015-04-07 10:45 pm (UTC)He did not expect Aramis to be holding a baby in his arms. He's about to ask whose baby this is - surely his friend hasn't had time to make anyone at the hotel pregnant, but given the fact that some of the ladies here aren't exactly human, Porthos isn't dismissing the possibility entirely. He's about to ask, when he notices the fleur-de-lis on the blanket the baby is wrapped in. All babies look fairly alike to him, for the most part, but this one does seem a little familiar.
"...is that the Dauphin?" he asks, frowning in confusion - and hope. He would feel better with the Dauphin here, and safe, than anywhere Rochefort can get to him.