The Talk

[averygoodshot]

There is a fundamental peace that comes with being near his son in a way that allows Aramis to hold him, to sing to him. Even though things are still unresolved in Paris, he is not one to look a gift horse in the mouth. He cradles the Dauphin to his chest and hums even as he hears a knock at the door. He walks over and peers into the small looking glass to see Porthos on the other side.

Well. It isn't as if he can pretend to not be here, is it? And if he can adjust to his friend being a woman, then surely, Porthos will take the news of his being the Dauphin's father ... in stride?

Aramis can hope.

Holding the baby securely, he opens the door to his friend.

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[praiseandglory]

Porthos nods, then doesn't hesitate as he wraps Aramis in one of his usual friendly embraces, but one that perhaps means more, now, clapping him softly on the back before stepping back and turning to go.

It might also be fathers abandoning their sons, and the recent wound in his heart, that pushes him out of this room, to leave father and son in peace while they can be.

[averygoodshot]

It seems abrupt, certainly and Aramis is reaching out, almost saying Porthos's name when the baby starts to cry again. He turns to care for the boy.

For his son.